I go on a mission to find food. I am alone. Today, I prefer to go at it alone. My future is uncertain. A big responsibility is placed on my shoulder now. A compatriot has finished his mission and it is now my turn. I have a month to prepare. But I see that I’m woefully unprepared now. How am I going to be ready when it is my time?

I am alone on this mission. Only my drive to move forward will get me through this mission. While everyone will be participating, watching as the mission unfolds, I am the only one to prepare and to execute it. I am woefully unprepared.

I took a stroll outside to think, to calm my nerves. The prospect is too much; I cannot just sit.

The weather is nice. People all around enjoying the clear sky, which we haven’t seen in a while. The snow on the ground is melting making the sidewalks damp yet shiny. I zip my jacket up; the sun is out but it is still cold. I am alone with my thoughts while the people stroll along alone in their own thoughts. I calm down a bit. I resolve to do a little bit today. Just a little bit. A tiny dent at preparation. At least, it’s progress.