One Day

By Freddie SL

One day, I know it will be otherwise, I won’t have the people around me, or the life I adore, or the pen in my hand with which I can write my predictions. One day, I know, I will remember this moment. I‘ll feel the water in my shoes from the rain outside, I’ll see the paper in front of me, and I’ll imagine my future. Hopefully, I’ll like the otherwise, but until then, I can only imagine what that might mean . . .