Wrapped in Today

Today, I am not dreaming big.

I am getting to tomorrow.

Today, I am not planning all the days, all the things.

I am getting to tomorrow.

Today, my plans are not grand.  They are simple, feed children, teach children.

I am getting to tomorrow.

Today, I am sitting on the edge, looking in the dark hole, gripping the edge.

I am getting to tomorrow.

Today, the thoughts are murky, but they are in order.

I am getting to tomorrow.

Today, I am choking on the bile my mind sends forth, but catching just enough breaths.

I am getting to tomorrow.

Today, I am swallowing my meds, asking them to be a little more magical than yesterday.

I am getting to tomorrow.

Today, I am doing the next right thing.

I am getting to tomorrow.

Today, I am praying for a brighter new dawn.

I am getting to tomorrow.