The sun is so bright, filling the room with the comfort of spring saying, "Everything's going to be alright." I think it will be too. I can only imagine how happy this light will make me in a couple of months in a new space, a dream place. My worries subside as time moves on. Everything will work out eventually, I promise, I tell myself. Love and laughter will come your way, art will become good for you again, and you'll finally be at peace with being an adult. Suddenly, I'm not scared anymore, and I feel myself losing interest in trivial things. Things that won't be a worry in a months time from now. I'll put myself out there again once I'm settled, and maybe grow some more confidence in the next year. I'll be able to look at myself and see a full person, and not just a ragdoll being thrown across life's big room. I can see myself standing in the mirror, the window cracked open to let that warm breeze through. Tonight, I will make a full dinner and bake some pull-apart cookies for us all. Tonight, I will get into my made bed, snuggling in the comforters and smiling at my bedroom's decor. Tonight, I will dream wild dreams and wake up delighted to be living again.