I’m interested in anchors. Not real ones, not the kind that peg ships to the ocean floor, but all our sort of metaphysical anchors that peg our hearts to an emotional floor. The tethers that ground and surround us, that inhabit, inhibit, and delimit us.

What are my anchors?

You, me, ma, money. I’m letting go of you, hard though it is. That leaves me, ma, and money. I can’t let go of ma, I won’t let go of money just yet, can I let go of myself?

Why am I trying to let go of my tethers anyway?