Restless, yet optimistic. Bleary, yet focused. Striving to become placid and vivacious. A fools errand. Wandering now. Mind racing. Non sequiturs are attempting to penetrate. Not today. Becoming mettlesome from the sound of vinyl spinning. A reprieve is within reach.

The weight of the world on my shoulders has dissipated. This feeling of contentedness is foreign to me. I embrace it with open arms. Vinyl spinning. Haunting music at my fingertips. Enthralled by the fire. It envelops me like a warm blanket.

Anticipating anxiety is futile. I must carry on with a positive turn of mind. Living in the moment produces far better results. I will allot time for self reflection. My angel stands beside me. She cups my face. Our eyes lock. Everything is clear.

The water is still. Birds are singing among the cool breeze. It’s calm now. Mother Nature appears to be showing off. A momentous, positive change in thinking has shown itself to me. I embrace it with open arms. The seemingly tranquil island in the distance calls to me. The sound of music fills me with…

Struggling with composure. The advent of my angel is unparalleled. A beam of calm graces me with its presence. The glimpse of hope is palpable. Nature abundant, I sit and watch in anticipation. Flourishing now, I continue on.

The sky remains ill-lit. Relaxation escapes me. Pacing now in full swing. Smoke abundant. Panic sets in. Stomach growls. Mind working overtime. Desperately reaching for a reprieve. Enough. I pounce. Defeatist mentality be damned.