Supported

Since there was no way to test out the decision,

I could only decide.

I could only leap. I could only surrender.

Now, I wake up in the mornings in a fog of unreality—

did I really do it? Am I really here, on the other side?—

mountains outside my window,

the cool breath of morning flowing in.

Did I really align my life with my daydreams,

fuse them together until they were inseparable?

No. I didn’t.

I was gathered up in an insistent embrace by people who love me,

who, once I made the decision,

leapt to action,

coming with open arms

to offer their various gifts

to pull the curtain from my daydream

and reveal my new life.

And that is the most important lesson my decision revealed;

I am not alone.

How could I have ever believed I was?