Sunday Journey

I have so much life left to live.

As I wake for my day, 

I think.about how I used to map everything out.

What time I'd be where...

But now, I just follow what pulls me.

It's dangerously beautiful.

I feel a pull into the fall weather.

My window is open and I  hear cars zooming by, I hear the sounds of a hammer from a house being built...

And I hear peace, in my journey that awaits me on the other side of these walls.

Here's to my Sunday journey! 

Wherever she may lead me.