倔强

 

So it was a brief sleep. I tumbled out of bed round about 545am, and as my eyes adjusted and found their focus, I could see that it was a misty morning, a very unfamiliar sight, it was chilly but not uncomfortable, at least physically. The mechanical beasts of steel and other metal opposite in the construction site were not yet awoken. It was quiet save for the sporadic chirping of early rising birds. And then the thoughts returned and the pounding in my heart returned and I knew I had to get back to sleep so i went out into the hall to lay down on the sofa, but the songs on my playlist were no good to lull me back to sleep, and I could feel that horrible unease in my heart start to amplify. I put the ipod on to shuffle mode, the first 2 songs were no good, and then the 3rd song gave me a huge lift, trust Mayday to save the day, the lyrics an injection of hope, and I knew I had to have more belief in myself, more self- confidence and most importantly more trust in her.