The sunshine is brilliant and I am not.
Heat comes at me in waves and my soul welcomes the sensation like a dying man lunging towards a lifeline.
Heart, brain and spirit rise from the ashes of the cold, dead winter and move directly towards the light.
Joyous. Released. Unbelieving but grateful.
As I try to sync my life, ambition, attitude and approach to this severely limited opportunity of easy time, I stumble and rise, stagger and resurrect, fight from within, fight what is within, and try to re-invent myself.
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