You stalk me from the shadows, tracing the maze of footsteps I create in my efforts to evade you. I don't want you to capture me, to hold me captive. You make me feel vulnerable. It is easier for me to go through the days doing the next thing, the next thing, the next thing, checking the boxes of my to-do list, keeping busy. You make me feel, strong and hard, and I don't know what to do with you. "what if you don't have to do anything with me?" you say. "What if you just let me be"