All that shimmers
Today wobbles like desert heat-shimmer.
It could go either way but I suspect that it will be a day that will try my soul.
I am becoming somewhat accustomed to such days, I’d vastly prefer not to be but since I can handle them I suppose it’s better me than someone who cannot handle these days, these thoughts; the feeling of not using ones potential.
I, like every person born on this earth, have greatness inside; locked away, waiting to be uncovered.
Some days I use it, days like today, I just hope it’s still there when I need it.
I am so weird.
❤
curro ergo sum 
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