In the middle.

It's been another cycle

The unknown, uncertain, replaces failure. 

We try, a shot in the dark.

Unpredictable release 

Mild anxieties dancing within a waiting game 

A 28, 29, 30, 31 day cycle 

Somewhere in the middle, 

something is supposed to happen. 

Those sticks, those double lines 

Those flashing smiley faces. 

The limited highs, the increasing lows. 

It's not even for the miracle we hope. 

All this just to see if the vessel is at its peak. 

Even if it is,

There's no guarantee. 

We rise. Or we fall. 

Somewhere in the middle.