this morning #2005.

this morning, she had simpler times on her mind. while she didn’t want to lie to herself about what possible future might await her, she did pray for fewer future complications. less stress. there were always complications. issues from the moment she stepped out of bed to when she eventually set her head down on the pillow & lay there awake, desperately trying to evade her racing mind. it kept asking her “when did it get like this?” as if she could actually answer such a question at such a late hour. thus far, today had been fine. her first meeting of the day was at nine. it could go either way & that’d determine her fate for the remainder of the day. she threw on a sensible new pair of shoes. took her first step toward success.