# Today.
Next year. \
Next month. \
Next week. \
Today.

Today, I feel the breeze. \
I keep my feet planted. \
I spread my wings.

Today. \
The breeze picks up. \
I'm feeling nervous. \
I start my run.

Today. \
I prepare to leap. \
One extra check. \
I'm almost there.

Today. \
I shake my head. \
I find my ground. \
I'm still just standing. \
I contemplate.

Like sleep paralysis in the early hours of the morning, like a sudden jolt from a lucid daydream, I'm still just standing. All I can see right now is today, and today, I'm still just standing.

Today, like my hesitance to ambition, is temporary. Daydreams only last until you make them your reality.