I just want to wake up and read every page of my favorite newspapers, and highlight all the quotes I love from the classics that made me love storytelling, and dog ear the magazines that show folks prevailing and winning despite the odds being against them. I feel like I’m waking up from a coma, as if I’ve been sleep walking through life forever. Yes, that’s it I know what you’re thinking, more like I’m a zombie waking up and saying I don’t want to be a zombie anymore. Fair enough - I don’t and I won’t be a zombie. Anymore. Wipe the years of sleepy from my eyes and let me yawn till I’m good and awake. I’m going to get some strong green tea - moments like this are meant to be devoured.
