I wrote this one in 2013, having finished chemo but been made redundant. I was wondering what my next step might be! Imposter Syndrome could have got the best of me, but I'd been self-employed before and frankly, I was happy to be alive. It was time to get on with something new. 

My first thought when I awake, is a place I cannot see;

I'm longing for a life I hope has not been lost to me.

I picture in my mind what I know that it could be...

with amazing highs and lows - full of opportunities

I sometimes feel alone, even when a crowd's with me,

but I'll find ways to make this life the best that it can be.