A realist caught up in the fantasies in her own mind.
A nervous shell of a woman being driven by deep desires.
A planner ready to jump feet first into the fire.
Can she truly make a one eighty on her life?
Should she abandon the safe to chase the impossible?
Is her mind playing tricks, or is all of this a set of signs….
Is it time to leap?
I once thought life was a labyrinth,
A set path full of twists and turns we each take on our own.
The characters we meet along the way are but fleeting and random.
Now I see it is a maze, with intersections and decision points.
We encounter many and decide to join on a path for the journey.
We face dead ends, hearing others on the other side of the hedge, wanting to find them.
We come to places where we must make decisions to go back together or separate as the maze is too narrow for two.
We share this maze with our world and we come and go in each other’s lives.
The strongest connections find ways in the maze to reconnect, sometimes for just a moment, but others for a lifetime.
Perhaps these lucky few are tied together with an invisible string which can bring them together if they pull hard enough.
Am I one of the lucky few?
Reality awakens her from slumber.
She stands there, confused.
Letting go of her every memory.
Wondering if they were but dreams and fantasy.
The truth stares her in the face.
Broken and shaking, she steps forward into the light.
A cup of tea for me,
a cup of joe for thee,
and a calm night
it will be.
Dreaming of lives never lived,
she wakes and wonders.
Could those lives had been her own?
As she returns to the real world, she ponders
lives full of adventure and travel,
lives with sophistication and grace,
one of a blue-eyed child, never to be her own,
and one with a love from long ago.
Were these just whims of fantasy and wishes
or glimpses into what could have been?
Dawn Renee Writes 