Tray of ash

I sit next to a dish full of past thoughts.
Maybe a few still linger while the majority hav burned to ash.
Each one being a step away to stress relief.
Until the next, it is time to set fire to a new experience of thinking.
I like to think of it as seven moments to oneself.
Maybe accompanied with a few songs, a sunrise, a sunset or a tear drop.
Tunes set the vibe.
A sunrise to begin with knowing a sunset is half of a day away.
How many thoughts are burnt between the two?
Time after time the moments end with ash and char.
Then, it is time to get back to life.
For now, I will take my time before that happens.
Pondering is a good space for me.
Even if it is only beneficial to my own experience.
Seven moments is not that long to be selfish, right?