Welcome To My Bed

Magic morsel #18.


There is joy to be had still--today I found it in small doses in the sale aisle at Barnes & Noble before work. There is satisfaction in mailing a fat present home to my little brother for his first teenage birthday. Even this far away, I can make him smile with pictures of porcupines and my love wrapped in brown paper. There is success in getting out of bed every day, in waking up at all. The sun rolls over slowly, just like me. Even anxious and reluctant, I am getting through this. Things will be easier. And in the meantime, my bed is full of books.