Sometimes it’s hard to look beyond the moment.
Everyone says, “Take it one day at a time.”
Everyone says, “It’s only been six months.”
Everyone says, “You don’t have to make any changes right away.”
Sometimes it’s hard to see the future.
I wonder what it will look like.
I wonder what home will look like.
I wonder if I will always feel this lonely.
Sometimes it’s tiring creating a new life.
Thinking of ways to fill time.
Thinking of ways to stay active.
Thinking of what to eat for dinner.
Sometimes it is easy to imagine possibilities.
The possibility of home of my own filled with the things and memories I love.
The possibility of a new routine of exercise and healthy, home-cooked meals.
The possibility of sharing time with others and having fun.
Sometimes the clouds hover above creating a ceiling.
I look up and I can see the fluff overhead.
I look up and can see a break in the clouds.
I look up and know that through the crack, a mysterious future awaits me.
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