Today I woke, cold and alone me. This day unlike any almost except I’m still alone, but today was different. Tonight I mean as 4 :55 ish in the morn , it was as if I had given birth to yesterdays sorrows and as if I’m lying in bed waiting for them to begin walking from a crawl as a toddler does when it first uses it’s feet to wind it’s legs up and run away. Today is now a new day as yesterdays sorrows have become real with their own love deform so it can take its sadness that makes it sorrow and simply , with its own life form simply walk away. Now the dark, like belt, place inside called sorrow simply became and ran away, so now only I have to face today and the sorrow is now lol Niger feeding of my light or life and today is Jacqueline still that it’s mine “just for today”.