Cause I’ve been meaning to decide what I wanted to do – how my brightest future would look like. Instead of choosing, I found the courage not to. Time no longer chases me around, but lends me a hand.
Home is a shapeshifter – I mustn’t be afraid to leave again. A list of possibilities laid hidden in the bottom drawer. I flatten it with my hand, make my dreams feel welcome again.
Persuade me to go and I’ll come with.
bright.
The overthinking 