Sleeping in the doorway of prosperity

God put him there just so I could see that my reality is not, can not be defined by stuff. The trappings of success I had been dodging, sort of a visual reminder that I have all perhaps more than I need.
My momentary dive into my darkness was just that, an unnecessary stop on my journey.
Even this morning with my complaints of empty wishes, invisible gifts, disappeared.
Should I be ashamed that my misery should be alleviated by the physical vision of the plight of homelessness?
Yet blessings come in many forms and always at the right time.

Full time writer

I finally did it...free! And although it still feels as if I'm on vacation, I'm slowly getting use to it.
I just have to jump in, and I do know how to swim don't I?
So here goes, following my dream, full time writer, once more with feeling!