Tiny flakes of toasted bread that hadn’t quite made it to the promised land that was my stomach, decorated my chest.
For the third time this week I had, had to settle with toast for dinner.
It wasn’t by choice. Finances were incredibly tight this month and I had to sacrifice luxury and taste, for just getting by.
I dusted the toast crumbs off my chest and gulped back my glass of tap water.
It wasn’t going to be like this forever. I mean there had to be a reason for all this badness happening to me.
I stared at the wall for a while. Tears dancing behind my eyes, but I wouldn’t allow them to fall.
I had been down before and had always managed to get back up. This was just one of those times.
I said a silent prayer in my head and got up.
Things were going to get better. I mean that had to. There was no way I was leaving my chapter to end this way. No way sir, not on your nelly.
A smile crept across my face. As I allowed positive thoughts to manifest within me.