Lauren Swain
Joined February 2019
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Crack Through the Darkness
It was the first kiss of sunlight over the horizon that kept me from moving that morning. I was curled up in the chair on my balcony, sipping on my coffee. Two sugars, and a little too much cream that morning. My dog, Autumn, paced next to me to let me know she really wanted breakfast. I couldn't, however, seem to draw my eyes away from the sunrise. It had me believing that somehow I could also be blessed by this sunlight and start over. I started knowing that if I stood there long enough the sun would crack through my darkness, shuffle it away into a corner, and I could be something new again.
By Lauren Swain5 years ago in Psyche