words

What. If. Two words that, apart, have meaning in their application but are relatively benign as such. However. Put them together, side by side, and they suddenly have the power to drive, or to haunt, someone. What. If. In their negative form, they can conjure fear, apprehension. But they have a positive place also, as light truly is wherever darkness exists. What If... What If we chose to believe that something wonderful is alive? I do, because there is. Maybe one day I won't be the only one who knows. And now, I'm exhausted. Curling back into my blanket, on my bed, and sleeping.