Unpredictable

Sometimes I wake up and think

Where am I going?

What am I doing?

And there never is a response.

But then I see support

In my family, friends

In words of love, and then

All of my fear is gone.

I might not know where I should be

Every minute, all the time

Although I try

But that’s okay; it’s a journey.

The constant what if? The

What comes next

It’s the best

Part of being the unpredictable me.