Waking up
I remember the horror I felt. I was strapped into a hospital bed and made ready for the vaccine. The doctor, with his white lab coat, grabbed the vial and plunged the syringe into it. Laying down, the lights were blinding, and my vision was full of whites. “This is just a booster”, exclaimed my mind while my hands tried to be free. The weird thing was, “how come I would be injected in my left middle toe?” I calmed myself down until I felt the syringe deep into my toe. The liquid might have done something to my system. I was shaking uncontrollably and was hyperventilating. At one point, I was there panicking with short heavy breaths. “This could be my last”, I resigned to the fact. “When I wake up in the morning, love…” There goes my alarm! Whoo! The relief! It was just a dream. I slowly got up and said a little prayer. At that moment, I was enveloped with gratefulness. Waking up is always a miracle. Sometimes when you feel like your current life’s chapter becomes dragging