I slipped out in the darkness, fumbled with my shoes under the yellow light of the street
Lamp. A pebble picked up from the sidewalk bruised the tender skin of my heel as I
Hobbled down the middle of our street guided only by memory and the full moon’s
Shine. I imagined foxes and deer watching over me as I crept through the dark,
Waking to find myself standing in my own bathroom surrounded by clothes sorted
For washing. Perhaps I should refrain from eating spicy foods too close to bedtime.
Praying for Eyebrowz 