with a twist of my wrist i opened the door to a new beginning on my own. surprisingly not afraid. an encouraging friend enjoyed the ride as i began to visualize my things in place, move them from spot to spot. (i had almost forgotten how much i needed her, and was thankful for her) closing my eyes allowed me to invision silhouettes of visitors standing in my quarters.. nothing but excitement. we shared of pasts and beginnings on my cold, hard wood floor. both taking that next step, movin on up, accepting change with little disagreement. we've done great things before. we're doing amazing things now. imagine what will come for us.
especially when we have eachother.