New Perspective

Getting out of a low and into a high.

It’s like waking up

Slowly

With stiff limbs

Tired eyes

And slow, unsure movements

Part of me wants to fling myself up out of bed

Into this seemingly new, colorful world

The once cold, dull shades

Now vibrant and inviting

Beckoning me to go out and explore

Adventures awaiting

Except now it’s not so scary

And I’m sure I won’t be going alone