there's been a lot of uncertainty these past few weeks, perhaps even months.
it's left me a bit unsteady.
a little on edge.
more than I'd like to admit to anyone, even myself.
bit by bit this past week, the clouds are clearing.
my head is less full.
my heart less fragile, perhaps.
last year, I kept my eyes so tightly shut.
even last month my eyes were closed.
slowly I can see some light peeking in.
things are starting to take shape.
colours are starting to come back.
I can taste everything a little more now.
my mind reminds me to be cautious.
I don't want to be this time.
not this time.