I am finished

I am finished sitting in yesterday's clothes, gazing out an imaginary window, placing expectations on outcomes, hiding behind tightly closed doors, waiting for this to end.

I am finished sleeping in old sheets, holding my breath, shuffling sideways, bending over backwards, waiting to be found, waiting to be saved.

I am finished washing last week's laundry, eating stale chips, paying overdue bills, looking for the answers in dark corners, waiting for someone to appear.

Because today deserves my very best, this moment begs to be embraced, control is in my hands, open doors offer new opportunities, and this is just the beginning.

Because fresh sheets feel great, breathing feels better, problems are best handled head on - face to face, I am already found, and I can save myself.

Because procrastination is the enemy, stale chips aren’t really that bad, the bills will come again next month, solutions usually find their own way home, and the only appearance that is necessary is my own.