When she comes, she comes because it’s time 🐚 ✨ She’s here again. She came and found you. In your bedroom, lying flat on your back with your legs against the wall, looking up at the ceiling She finds you, in the middle of your workweek, as you move right along with your plans She finds you right as you’ve been collecting the achievements, the big steps, one milestone after the next. She finds you even when you don’t want her to Because she’s inconvenient, she’s the guest that always shows up at the worst possible time, right when you’re about to head out in the morning or about to lock the door for the night She finds you and for a while you ignore her, you leave out the back door in the morning so you don’t have to face her, you put your phone face down when she calls Because haven’t you already done this all a million times before? And you thought that now, this path you’d finally chosen was ‘it’ You’ve shedded all the skins there are to shed by now, surely? But here she is and ...