I used to take you for granted, an innate ability to get things done - call it fear, call it drive, call it clarity. Clarity. Yes: clarity. Transparency but not quite. Breathing in and out regularly. Courage. “You’re a woman with a plan” and I was a woman with a plan, even a plan to make a plan. A to-do list. A guide. An app - that is clarity. Send an email. Call a friend. Write an essay. Clarity. The illusion of control. The thought that you are getting it right. Laughter? Clarity. Love? Clarity. Right place right time right mindset. Clarity - I took you for granted. I thought I was able to shift. To bend. To become clarity.
Now look ahead. The fog is coming.
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