Morning – True Image
August 25, 2017
Hours later, I woke up to the sound of sizzling and the smell of fried bacon and eggs. My stomach growled as I pushed aside the blanket and tried to smooth my wrinkled shirt.
Hours later, I woke up to the sound of sizzling and the smell of fried bacon and eggs. My stomach growled as I pushed aside the blanket and tried to smooth my wrinkled shirt.
“Do good things really come to those who wait?” For the first six months of last year, that’s the question I had been asking … although perhaps it wasn’t phrased so succinctly. It was more like: “What am I supposed to do now?