One Foot in Front of the Other

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I stand, hand outstretched. I am poised on the edge of change, quivering with anticipation. I am full of hope and fear in equal measure. All I have to do is take a step, but my mind stops me. It’s time, I tell myself, it’s time, but the past swirls around me and I can’t seem to let it go. My stomach is in knots and my hands are sweaty, my mind racing. I have to do it. I take the step.

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