tunnel vision

I was sure of it and it happened.

Hello, sunshine. Come into my life.

Hello, it's eighty-five degrees. Hello, it's open-toed sandals.

(And too pale legs, but I'm working on that.)

Sure, I'm still waking up too early. (Six, really, really? Must I?)

My mind's a-whirl and a-swirl with "have to's" and "want to's."

I'm going for the the combo. Everything ticked-off on the have to is rewarded with a want to.

Self negotiation.