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Wednesday, December 15, 2004

-Tomorrow

Tomorrow
12/15/2004

Tomorrow, I return to work after being on medical leave for 4 weeks. No one told me to mourn the peace. No one told me about the anxiety I can feel building up inside of me as I think about tomorrow. I like the people, the work and really am thankful I have a job to go back to. But what is that ‘thing’ inside of me.

I feel a bit of sadness that my days will begin and end on someone else’s schedule. That sleep and sweet dreams will have to wait. That sitting still and listening to the rain fall on my patio will not have a chance to be enjoyed. That friendships broadened during this time will once again be laid in the “once I get enough energy for you pile”.

I’m afraid that love found will be lost again. Afraid that the ME I have come to know will once again become a stranger.

That’s it – tomorrow is a feeling fear. I am afraid of tomorrow because it has now become the unknown.


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