It Will Get Better

February 28, 2023:

it was a  beautiful day outside.

The sky was blue,

and not a single cloud in the sky.

With beautiful morning weather,

all throughout the day,

my sister said hey Dion,

why don't we go to a nice restaurant for lunch.

For forty-five minutes we drove.

Still without a cloud out of place,

I thought I had a good feeling,

that today would be a good day.

I don't remember what my sister was eating,

but as I was eating my pasta:

I had a seizure,

wokeup in the hospital,

and didn't realize I broke my ankle.