It was going to happen eventually. Sooner or later that is.
What is this that I speak of?
I awoke on Sunday with a feeling of happiness. That isn’t the only thing. This feeling remained throughout the day and onto the next.
It is an amazing feeling to be alive again.
The fact that everything around me has remained the same is the most important part. Nothing else has changed. I haven’t received a windfall from Uncle Pennybags. Nobody new has entered my life.
I did meet an old friend that day and they have stayed with me since. I wake up to their presence. I love them dearly. It has been such a long time. Where were they hiding. I make them dinner every night. Their smile is the last thing I see as I get ready for bed.
That old friend.
Who could it be?
That old friend is me.
There may be hope for me yet ! Nice blog:)
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