And standing, I take a breath
and place the last piece of the puzzle in place.
The click shakes the ground
and reorganises the entire picture
into a montage of how I got here
and the effort it took: the hours
of studying, crafting ’til midnight,
brainstorming in the shower,
putting on armour to shield myself from every rejection
and fighting for my voice to be heard.
The film keeps running,
I’m not done yet.