Today will be brilliant
if I can
remember
to tiptoe around
those few little thoughts

that race around
in my head
like toy cars
clumsily propelled
by children's fingers

and find a way to
subtly explain
my racing heartbeat
and my trembling fingertips.

The sky will be
a more vibrant mixture
of blues and greys
and the stars
will seem closer
than ever before.