The monotonous, changeless days that break and fall. They come and go. Like a desert, the land is dry and barren. Rain is scarce. So is vegetation. The waiting. Waiting. Waiting. The hoping. Hoping. Hoping. This insatiable thirst for more. Wanting a different life. Unclear of how to bring dreams into fruition.
The faith. Faith. Faith. Calling on the invisible. Affirming and asking. Demanding.
When will change come.
Day 5 of turtleberrypress.com Fall Back into Creativity Challenge