September 23, 2016

SQUEEZED

We know the feeling. We’re in an elevator,

subway, doorway - with too many people -

coming and going…. squeezing in and out -

or we’re squeezed into those moments

when a lot of people want us. They want  

our time - our  help - our  money, us.

We feel like a tube of toothpaste. We only

have so much of me in me. It’s at those

times I want to be in a car all by myself -

alone - no traffic, yet life feels like I’m in

the back seat of a car - stuck in traffic  -

somebody else is driving - and I’m trapped

between two other people and they are fat

and I can’t  move. I’m being squeezed.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2016