Two days after we landed, boxes and all, I fell ill with the flu. Friends and family unpacked while I slept my way through feverish chills and sweats and all the other fun things that come with this bug. Yesterday, I regained a sense of normalcy, and could finally focus on my new surroundings. Of […]
A cruel masterthe ticking clockSo much potentialGet it done! I rush past shadowscrumple the pagesfailed attemptsmounting What of dreams?Of life’s destiny?How I worshipat the altar of should Even with positivityfantastical notions fall shortI argue against uncertaintymeet only disapproval There is no magicno pre-destined famejust dust gatheringThe dead are unimpressed. (Image my own)
Wow!
Looking at them flying away high above gives a unique perspective about home and traveling.
Thank you so much for sharing these with my challenge 🙂
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Thank you, Hammad!
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Go geese go 🙂
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Love their discipline 😃
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Yes.
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I love the different formations that the geese take as they make they way across the sky.
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Out of instinct they arrange themselves in formations for migration but they don’t migrate anymore. Funny.
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Interesting! I didn’t know that.
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Another symptom of global warning I suspect. Our winters just aren’t as cold, negating the need.
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That makes sense (sadly).
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