Sober

I'm having a moment...a laugh...a pain...a joy...a cry...a moment...scary...intimidating...honest...
brave...a moment...lost in the confusion of my coherent thoughts...a moment...why do we call that reflection?

A moment...that I can't escape...in a place where I'm surrounded by "now"...a moment...trapped between past and future...left to draw conclusions about the present so that I might engage in true reflection...a moment...

It's hard to make a choice for myself,
When all that I am is consumed by you---

At the moment...