The moment arrives...

Dramatic pause
night stretches
between day before and the day itself
half stays by the gate, lingers, drags her feet
half rushes forward,
anxious, excited, terrified.

The night will take its time,
its usual time,
to pass
yet it will feel like the longest
and the shortest
night of my life.

Destination university

one-way ticket to the future

but where's the map

and how do i get there

and what if i get it wrong?

The air becomes clouded with questions

each gasped breath creates a new cloud

as it is exhaled until

there is only cloud

no space in between.

Thoughts pierce the fog

as the cloud settles across the bed

the blanket of knitted questions

gently smothers

until i become the air

floating above the cloud

above the blanket

above myself.

And then the day arrives
time continues
at its usual pace
but seems to be rushing me out of the door
and down the road.
I walk - the bus is not at the bus-stop and i don't have time to wait...
There are few clouds, the air is blue and bright and clear
and i am too busy keeping up with time to fret...too much


This day, the one that has arrived, is part one only...
This beginning, firmly now set in motion,
has a lengthy introduction!