Fragile

I worked to build the perfect house around me,

with big bay windows facing the sunrise.

Every detail was just so.

I knew just when to move,

just where to go.

Everything went according to plan,

for a while.

But it was fragile.

The wind blew a tree down

and my bay windows shattered.

The coffee maker broke,

there was construction on the highway,

things were delayed.

An…