Ambition waved goodbye several months ago.
I shrugged and went about my day. The days turned into weeks then months while Shame and Guilt competed to bring me down.
A knock at the door in my mind. I notice a familiarity about it.
Ambition stands there shuffling its feet, not knowing if it is welcome.
I think I will let it in. Maybe it will fill the space in my heart and crowd out Shame and Guilt. For today, at this hour, I will call it a win and hope it is the turning point.
Maybe the guttering candle flame will blaze into the conflagration it once was.