the very hungry soul

go outside for a harvest of blessings

Recently, my soul slipped out of my body so it could finally sit down and speak to me face to face.

I was surprised how thin my soul appeared now that I could actually look at it with my eyes. It was so much skinnier than I ever thought it would be.

"Why aren't you feeding me?" my soul asked.

I could tell it was struggling to maintain its illuminated outline. My soul flickered like a fading truck stop bathroom light.

"I am," I replied. "Don't you remember last week when I let us watch that little self-guided meditation on YouTube that was about how to maintain a positive attitude or something?"

To be honest, I couldn't quite remember what it was that I had watched - because I had fallen asleep about 45 seconds into the video.

My soul sighed.