Easier

Finally one day I wake up, and I feel ready. Ready to clean up the piles of clothes on the floor, ready to finish that honey cake with a smile on my face, ready to work on what I love again. It’s not easy, but I make it through that day, and I know I’ll make it through the next, too.

Before going to bed that night, on a whim, I take a plane ticket to Selvadorada.