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)
And then one hopes for the strength to make some changes.
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Isn’t that the truth!
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🙂
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I love the words and the art!
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Thank you!
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Acceptance sometimes nestles in with a bit of surrender too.
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It does!
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I know that shift, yes.
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