Exposed

It’s been twenty-five days since I left Tom and tried to get on with my life, clawing my way back up from the pit that I’ve found myself in over the last few years. On the whole, the last twenty-five days have been blissful. No arguing, stress, mess, or criticism. No abuse. Nothing but me…

Blow

Dreaming I am standing by the front door of a house; it isn’t my house. I am leaving the house, going somewhere. It is windy outside. I have on a white skirt, and I can feel it blowing up in the wind. I step outside, and it blows up; I catch it before I expose…