But what for? Perhaps until I notice the hidden story.
Let me wait, then, in these days of not knowing. In this time when I feel uncertain of my 'this' and my 'here'; I want to discover what 'not yet' might mean, when 'today' is so formless. Tomorrow is only ever a projection in any case, isn't it?
Risk looking, risk listening; risk images and risk words. Risk 'now'.
And risk being with whomever I discover to be alongside me, today. With you.