Its time

Its finally time. I have thought over whether or not to write for too many hours, should I or shouldn't I, is it worth the time, is there even the time. I have narrated so many conversations in my head, full of all the excuses I could find to keep from stepping over the edge of what I am comfortable with, but this year is a year of taking that first step, and then the next. Just one foot in front of the other. Its time.
 This will be the place that reminds me to stop, to slow down, to breath-even if there is no one taking that breath with me, or holding my fleshly hand. This is a gift to myself,and in turn to those around me, because I think I can become a better me, if I would just slow down.