Friday, July 19, 2019
The loneliest time.
Just before dawn.
Mind rerunning memory clips.
Mind rethinking the past days’ events.
Mind reroutes and starts going down rabbit trails …
Who am I? Where do I stand solo? What is my solo purpose? How do I move forward solo and still feel like a whole? Why, why, why???
The thoughts never stop.
A widow finds herself on an emotional roller-coaster ride in the wee hours of early mornings, just before dawn, when the rest of the world is still blissfully asleep; and unaware of how quickly change happens and time – as they know it – can come to a screeching halt.
Reining thoughts in.
Glancing at the clock.
Everything seems out of control: everything is forever changed.
Watching the clock.
It is time to get up and get busy.
Doing what? Where?
It doesn’t matter!
I just NEED to BE busy.
Busyness has become my closest friend now.