I will let this feeling of judgment subside-
I will see what the afterward feels like. I will visit and revisit, with emotion, then with logic, then with both.
I will take myself for a walk and forget about you, and this, and lose myself in the trees.
I will come back and see what the afterward feels like.
I cannot live in the moment all the time. Sometimes I have to leave the moment, or leave my body, or leave my mind, to get anywhere.
Leaving is movement. Maybe you can catch up to me later, maybe you are moving also.