Optimism

today i woke up with that sense of optimism that no matter what happens to me i know that i can still get up and fight another day. I am resourceful and capable. Things are changing again. Looks are toward the horizon which is that much closer now than it was before. I am no longer looking at my feet. They can shuffle or stumble as much as they want. Now I can see the orange red hue perfectly before me. It is right there for me to take as my own. It is close now.

I am on my way. It is nearly february and very nearly one of the biggest weekends of my life might occur soon enough. I might be in the spotlight for a little while, but if i embrace it things will bend to my will eventually. I little bit of sacrfice here can go a long way. I just need to remember who i am and where i am from. I have been through so much that to forget these items would be disgraceful. the music should be loud. It should celebrate my victory.

With one eye on the past i turn back to face the day and my future. I have goals and they are setting themselves up for me. The pale blue face of my past path is leading to the red heat in front of me. I walk torn, shattered, bruised, and confident. I move with grace amidst the chaos. i haven't been stopped yet. Who can stop me now?