It's early morning; blue light sneaks in through my living room window.  The hairs on my arms tingle as the fan blows brisk air over my blanketed and broken body.  Kai is nestled by my side; his tiny paws scratching at my legs as he dreams.

I'm feeling really calm.  Pressing my face into the pillow, the cotton smell envelops me.  I think about how the past few years feel as if I've been in a coma.

As the new leaves of spring push up from wintery slumber; grasping for the promised warming sun, I'm beginning to stir.