Glancing ahead.
I suck at this.
Either I lose myself in the shame lurking in the rearview mirror, or I stare in horror at what hides on the horizon.
Just glancing up, a street corner or two ahead, is what I need to do… and what I have begun forcing myself to do once every day.
How brave of me, right?
Oh, well. I guess I even do courage a little wrong.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
