I'm giving myself some time -- again. There's no need to hang a "Vacancy" sign from the inside of my window quite yet. No, I can wait forever in this little room -- or, at least, a few more months.
From my bed, I can see treetops, golden in the sun, and endless sky. If I venture over to the sign-less window and look down, I can watch the people walking along the sidewalk, seeming to swing to and fro in little gusts of springtime wind.
It's enough.