She woke to the damp sweats of her body on sheets
The heat wasn’t too much for her but the confusion made her uneasy with dread
“Why?” She said aloud, turning her head to no one.
No one was there
She never wanted to be alone, or have the success of her life be defined by another.
She’d have to find her own, her own definition of success.
Making her choice always seemed to be the wrong one. The repetitive mistakes were making her tired to her core and giving up was becoming the only option
So every morning as time clicked the alarm clock to ring, her eyes were open.
Open to the new idea of changing the mistakes she made yesterday.