What is your place holder?
Your ugly chair,
your, “Well, something needs to go in this space”?
(metaphorically and literally).
What are you holding onto
just in case something else –
something better never comes along?
Where are you receiving your excitement,
your stimulation –
obsessive compulsion –
in place of chasing your dreams,
finding new challenges,
hell, even a hobby?
We crave variety,
but we cling to certainty
no matter how painful or stunting.
What are you holding onto?