Freewrite | Cross-eyed

I decided to go for a brief walk this morning. My soul has been feeling so tore and ripped apart lately that I might end cross-eyed. One eye looking at you and the other turned inward. So, I went for that much-needed encounter with nature.

Laying in the green, bright grass of this cloudy day, I started pulling and untangling the skein of my dreams. An unsettling thought made me stand up and continue to perambulate. There, next to the little old bridge I have been visiting for years, I found hope.

^{Thank you, @mariannewest, for another #freewrite challenge. Today's prompt is cross-eyed. To learn more and take part go here.}