Kimberly Denice

Fly Like A Butterfly

Better days are coming, sooner than you think. I keep telling myself that. A better day I will wake up, staring at my ceiling, thinking to myself: this is not just any day, this is going to be a post 'apocalyptic' day. I stare out the window seeing those around me out and about. Part of me ponders...should I venture out fully? Should I still stay recluse in my bubble? Or should I take that slight chance and go out fully back into the pre corona virus life? I know there will now be a new normal. I do have the right tools: mask, sanitizer, and gloves. I should be okay right? It's funny before, none of that mattered so much until now. Now we have question ourselves prior to running our everyday normal errands. But I want to conquer the day, and accomplish all what I had put on hold before! This will be a better day. This will be a day of new normal as I know it now, as we all know it.