The time of darkness is diminished – for the first time in a year the upset I felt is barely present, an itch… a spot on my peripheral vision.
In two weeks time I will be visiting the old house, loading a van with personal items held hostage there and turning my back on that period of my life.
In just two weeks I’ll be free.
What a wonderful, beautiful, joyous, delightful word that is… FREE.
Today the grass looks greener, the sky has never been so clear and the scenery around me is breathtaking. It doesn’t matter what window I’m looking out of, or where I am; this vista is my future.
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