Digging Deep

I mulled.

Dug deep.
Half eager and half anxious about what I would find.
For digging deep ensures not a result that might enthrall.
Often what I see is not what I want to see.
But what I see is not too far from the truth.
That, I cannot deny.
This time, I saw a tinge of sadness, a tinge of reluctance and a tinge of pain.
It was a reminder to myself.
That change is not always pleasant.
‘You gotta do whatcha gotta do’ – I told myself.
As I let myself get sucked in to the whirlwind with a smile.
That whirlwind.
Called life.