I’ve been missing
here for
d-a-y-s
though, it’s felt
much longer.
The past week
has been
nothing short
of a blur.
A daily grind,
nothing spectacular
where-did-the-time-go?
kind of week.
Each passing day,
created
s p a c e
the sense that
I was drifting
without hope
of return.
Highs and lows
these past days
have been filled
with a
wide range.
So tonight,
I expected
the worst.
I steeled myself
against whatever
results
awaited.
In seconds,
I was back –
Awed, but back.
Uncertain of the
exact ways in which
everything
added up
to less than
before,
but thrilled
with the success
and encouraged
to secure my
grip, lest I
d
r
i
f
t
again.
This post was written as part of a monthly challenge sponsored by Two Writing Teachers, to encourage writing and community. The goal is to write a Slice of Life entry each day throughout the month of March.