Tomorrow,

I know that I know.

But am not at this stage ready to admit to it. I dither and sit on my thoughts.

But it is all there in front of me like a road map imprinted in my mind, in my head.

I live with it, daily.

I know that I know.

I have to take the plunge.

End the relationship, quit that job, move flat, have a new hair style.

I just can’t yet admit it to myself in so many words

In words that have a meaning.

I know that I do know

But it is not courage that I lack nor the bravery of a soldier going to battle.

All I need is having my thoughts in a row and my actions organised.

The despairing fright of a new start admitted to and accepted.

I need sleep and a walk,

I need an ear to listen to me and to help forge a way forward.

I know that I do know

What my next step will be but how soon and how quickly,

It all will happen is out of my remit.