Contentment, a concept I’ll never aquire. Wouldn’t desire. It would put out my fire. Extinguish the flame. With only myself to blame. No, I prefer constant change. Mixing it up. Swinging around. Never knowing where I’ll be found.
Tag: Self care
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A process of extraction, perhaps subtraction. Either up, maybe down. Left to right, lost and found. In the middle. All around. Kaos winning. Mind spinning. I laugh out loud, irrationally grinning.
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blew in quickly..blew out fast….
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our music, our songs, before she left. moved cross town. to the country club. playing a part. a production of some type. what is the cost? the price for what’s lost.
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Autumn arrives, old friend. Guiding the way, easing summers end. Softly, quietly, gently. Until Winter begins. Perfect bridge from yesterday’s warmth, to tomorrow’s freezing.
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late night sunflowers 🌻
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She smiled claiming, that’s a fact. It’s quite exact. No, nothing is exactly fact. Or completely exact. Listen closely, take heed. Ignore your first thought, could be the second one you need.
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hardest part….
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…..guard down…week behind….unwind…relax… breathe slowly….recharge…renew…get ready…prepare….beware….next week…almost here….
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staring straight at insanity….fleeting glimpse of obscurity…welcome to the new day…the whole world in the way….laughing I think, no more than yesterday…..
Escape Reality 