Ready?

A field of Sunflowers during the sunrise

Written by, Michael J

Ready?

The Universe: “Had enough?”
Me: “No.”
“How ’bout now?”
“No!”
“Now?”
“NO!”
“Now?”
“Sh*t, sh*t… No, NO, it’s fine! I’m fine.”
“?”
“Leave me alone!! I said I’m fine.”
“Well?”
“F*ck, f*ck, f*ck!!!”
“?”
“One more.”
“?”
“Damn it. I’m fine, I can do this. I’ll handle it.”

…
“Where’d you go?”
…
“Why’d you let this happen?”
…
“What the hell? HELP!”
…
…
…
“Please… please help me…”
…

The Universe: “You ready?”
Me: “Yes.”
“You surrender?”
“What?”
“Do you surrender?”
“Wait… No…”
“Oh, so you wish to keep doing this yourself? Your way?”
“F*ck.”
“Well?”
“No. I mean yes. I surrender. I can’t do this anymore. I need help. I surrender.
…
Yes, please… I mean it. …
…
Please help me.”

“Okay, but just for today.”
“What? What do I do about tomorrow? Or the next day?”
“Ask for help tomorrow, and then do that every day.”
“You’ll help me?”
“Ask me tomorrow. You’ll see.”
…

Published in A New Leaf – September 2026

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