The Sheet

Life feels like there is a sheet over top of it

It’s not too hot right now, but there isn’t much to look at and

nothing is really happening.

I guess that could be a good thing. People claim, “No news is good news!”

But how can we be too sure?

This sheet may be blocking it all out. But I don’t know how to get it off.

I’ve tossed and turned, and thrown my arms up in perplexity

The sheet doesn’t halt me, it’s more of a nuisance.

I know it shouldn’t be over top of me, but the comfort of its hug is nice.

Maybe the sheet is keeping all of the bad out?

But maybe it’s not letting the good in?

For so long it felt like there was always something new to worry about

We had to keep our eyes open. Our hearts guarded.

Life is finally starting to feel like it’s calming down.

And maybe that is why I don’t want this sheet off of me.

I’m scared that once the sheet is removed, I’ll be tossed back into chaos

I can’t go back

I need the normalcy of a schedule

I like to plan the future

Uncertainty gives me anxiety

Please, oh, please

Don’t tell me the only thing keeping all of that away

is this sheet dawned over me…