I've been hunkered down now for a while.

At this fork I've found in my path.

Been stuck in a rut, not a word from my gut.

Not inclined to rely on just math.

But something has pulled me back up now.

A miniscule kindness it's root.

I won't bore with exactly just how

But coincidence makes planning moot.

My gut has been giving strong signals

The kind I've learned not to ignore.

The campground has found it's first campers.

It is time. Open heart, open door.

No idea how it all comes together, I've just found it empirically true.

When I ditch all my fear, let the universe steer, there's return on the good that I do.

In the end my decisions was easy. Once again I give thanks to all (you)

The question that led to my answer- what would an optimist do?