…Dawn, the glow of sunrise reminded me I hadn’t gone to bed yet; I wiped the grit perpetually glued to the inside corners of my eyes.
Where would I find the drive, the energy, to power through the inevitable challenge already leaving tracks in the dust, a life disappearing?
The question, clawing at my brain for months, left me circling ’round the same spot on the what to do map. I’ll know it when the time comes, but will I?
Badweather friends, doubt and fear, the great pretenders, skulked through my subconscious waiting for an invite to the party.
To their dismay, the strains of a familiar melody began to stream from Alexa’s mouth; smiling, I poured another coffee, no, nothing else matters..