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i awoke with a start at 3 a.m. frazzled, like a squirrel, dashing back and forth on the road trying to decide which way to avoid the hit quickly approaching, but too frazzled to decide. frozen like the doe, headlights reflecting off my eyes, waiting for my demise. timid like the box turtle wanting to close up, draw in tightly. feeling so vulnerable. but that turtle, i am reminded in childhood memories, is brave and crosses the road without hesitation. doesn't look back. welcomes the risk of newness and possibility. i fall back asleep and when i wake up peace has come internally & externally with a symbol shining in the morning light. here i am.