my moment

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It is that unexpected overwhelming moment in which your mind clears out, in which the mist evaporates, and in which you are certain… My time has come.

How many times I heard your tone as a prelude to a farewell; and for how many.

The object of its meaning always changed. As people left, drifted away, they left me with my dreams behind, my soul begging for a chance, crippled, sleepless, trapped.

But now I heard it again and it overwhelmed me, it reminded me of the feelings, but it feels different. As people left, drifted away, left me behind, I was forever changed, and so were they.

It is that moment in which your insides shrink in an involuntary movement, your eyes close, your face changes color and a tear runs out down your face.

That moment, an unexpected moment of an announced redemption; long overdue, long desired and that feels just right.