i was waiting for sun to rise this morning. (i needed it to rise this morning.) out on my stoop, wearing a pink fluffy robe, all was quiet. no crickets. no bugs. no birds. no sun. only the sound of cosmo rustling through zinnias. made me wish i were cold. made me wish i felt nothing at all. i was looking for indifference. willing it, actually. but on the way to work, between thoughts, tears, and working it out, i got to just up over the mountain and it was as if God had said: Chin up, kid. I've got your back.
there it was.
big and round and bright and blinding.
I've got your back.