From the hesitant brush

The decision
(for sale)

A bluebird looks on as the usual redheaded girl is being offered a hand of guidance and support into the sea of her struggles; she will not enter there alone. The redhead perches on the ledge, her toes testing the crest of a wave for stability. The waves of deeper water are crested in green for growth, while the shallower water speaks of hope. Her brown-haired companion I'd like to think of as my friend A, a temporary roommate in my old apartment whom I grew very close with. Our struggles are remarkably similar, and it was no accident that we met. Her ghostly form, more of a guiding spirit than an actual entity, wishes to show me her strength-- that getting in deep into your demons is the only way through them. That bluebird of happiness, typically a guide, observes as I decide whether or not to trust the hand of another person in my life, as Lisa often does.