It is Monday. I have gone down and come out the other side. He let me and I did and here I am breathing again. Breathing and that much closer to the grace of things.
My phone says the chance of rain continues through the day. And that I should remember to put on socks and something substantial to cover my legs. And if I were to go out, I should have a care in the places where the road dips low.
It is Monday. There are new pillows for floor desk sitting. It is Monday. I am rested. I am ready. I am here.