So maybe things will go back to the way I’ve always know them to be.

I decided to take a step into something I’d never thought I’d do. To walk a path I’d never saw myself deviating to. And with every step, I took it oh so cautiously. Every deliberate step. Waiting. Waiting for a sign to say that this is the way I’m actually supposed to be. Or waiting for a sign to tell me that I should turn around and run back to where I was. So maybe this is it. One pause. One turn of the head.