Groot won’t look at me. Daryl is literally falling apart.
Pretty clear how my Monday is going.
A serious thing indeed.
I awake daily, broken myself, into a broken world.
But this morning I awoke to the sun, which gives me hope.
I cling to that hope, which will heal my brokenness.
After I heal, I will emerge, bright as the sun.
Me: Whenever I’m Home Alone