wobbly time

It's 6:13 in the morning and I still couldn't sleep. I stayed wide awake. Maybe it was the coffee, maybe I just needed a clear night and some peaceful moments. My script translation still has more than a half to go and I felt a bit hasty. I'm just waiting for the moment to come so that I can leave all my regrets behind and open new doors, be ready to face the troubles and handle them with courage. And I know that time will come. Now, though, I have to pull myself back to the translation out of this wobbly Friday dawn.