Waiting to exhale, I realized I was missing my whole life
My life wasn’t some moment down the road
It was right here and now
If I was always waiting for the other shoe to drop
I could never put them on my feet and just get walking
Waiting to exhale, I was creating experiences I didn’t want
And watching my life go by
Doing nothing I truly wanted
Passing the days until I die
Letting out a deep sigh
I exhaled
I looked around
The sky wasn’t falling
But I could breathe again
And it was time to get doing
All the dreams I came here to do

From a daily writing prompt in the creative writing group I facilitate https://www.facebook.com/groups/213087289131266/