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