Trust the process

I say to myself

Trust the process??

It drives me crazy

Each time I say these words

To myself

Trusting the process feels like

Trying to notice the earth’s rotation

Like attempting to experience it’s movement

Around the sun

But I can’t

Because I am in it.

And I’m moving at the same speed as it is

Is that what the physics teacher said?

Trusting the process feels like

Trying to track myself age everyday

When it’s the same face I see on the mirror

Everyday

Like checking the length of my hair each day

After a shower

Hoping to spot an extra inch of growth

Trusting the process feels like

Going round and round

And round again

A million times

Without noticing that I am not going back to the same place

But ascending a spiral staircase

Trusting the process feels like

Bitter medicine

With a 2×3 prescription

For 30 days

With no dairy products

Or alcohol

Trusting the process

Is the right thing to do

But argh!

Can it not be a little easier?

It can’t

But a man can dream