A Brother's Text

Sometimes in life the littlest things can bring us down. The things that you think no one else will understand really eat at you. Things that shouldn't matter, that don't matter nit pick at us. You sit there feeling sorry for yourself. You wish things were different, in any way.

But then, a light pops up on your nightstand. Your phone. What's this? Whose contacting me at 2:43 in the morning? A text from a brother you miss dearly. Your best friend in the world. The text, going well over the 140 character limit, hits the spot just right. The metaphorical freight train that was your negativity has suddenly hit its brakes. Your train's pistons start reversing their direction. Amazingly, the train is going backwards now. The conductor is confused, but what can he do? The metaphorical negative train is going in reverse. In the direction it was meant to travel, and the negativity is falling away like Forrest Gump's leg braces (okay, maybe one too many metaphors?).

Things start too look up, and you remember how things should be.

Sometimes in life, all you need is something to snap you back.

Sometimes in life, a brother's text is all you need.