It’s All a mess. I’ve made sure to stay Awake but my head hurts now and I had to take a break.
I’ve done my daily action I don’t give up, I keep the faith. So I give myself permission to take in Joy instead.
Because I’m dressed with two layers less and a red bedecks my nails on this first of February day.
For years, “Never red! Ugh. Tooo girly. Give me a dark quiet color that only to me makes sense.”
But these days. Oh these days.
I want color! So much of it. So bold it says, “Go ahead. Stare. “I’m daring to be bolder and brighter.
Could that perhaps be the order to the mess?