In front of me, a blank page sits.  
Free for anything.
Free for everything.
Just like life.

Where do I put the first line?
In the middle?
No, let's save that for the focal point.
Whatever it could be.

What about life?
Where should I start?  
Or have I already?
What will this be a picture of?

When it is all over,
Will I want to hang it up?
Or will I search for an eraser
That does not exist?

No - wherever I put the ink,
I will be happy.
I will make it work.
No matter what.

Because this is my life,
And I only get one page.