I have a bed, in a bedroom but I was tossing and turning so much so I figured a change was necessary. So I drug the twin size inflatable mattress into the space between my bedroom and the dining room and laid there.
My luck is insane. Stuff is going down. Something real is about to happen so I brace myself.
My body was convulsing, I held my self because it was shaking so violently. My hair was drenched in sweat and I could not focus my eyes well enough to find my phone. About a year ago I was so ill, Id fainted alone in the house from where I had been completely scammed. Now, not only did I pass out, but, as I fell, I hit my had on a washing machine.
A month later I was posted up in a one bedroom with hardwood floors and natural light. You see, I can't loose the faith from me just yet.
As I slide pieces of merchandise over and over again, wondering if my current rung is from my own indecision, nature, or fear, I said to myself keep calm and believe.
The last time I ate humble pie, and was stricken to my knees. I emerged on the beach of an Italian resort along Polignano a Mare.
If I be the vehicle of miracle, then I will let that keep me going. Look at me now, know I try, but know where I'm about to be will be so amazing, will be so awesome, so unbelivable, the people will have to say:
"Good God."
pace sulla terra. pace in me. which is italian for, "peace on earth. peace in me."
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