Caught in an eternal trapping of time.
My list grows longer as time ticks away into the abyss.
Weekends fall short and my circular existence continues.
Knotted interiors puzzled with the complexity of needs which must be fulfilled.
Remember when days were long and twenty four hours drifted away quietly, almost without recognition?
And now, as day breaks descend into nightfall, I'm left lost in the space of time which quickly engulfs me and takes me to a new day.
Today will be yesterday tomorrow.
Overwhelmed is an understatement of the way I've been feeling lately.
Perhaps my time management is in need of overhaul?
Anxiety has become quite familiar and I wouldn't feel rejected if it decided to disappear for a while.
In the end, however, it is me, myself and I and so, on this autumn afternoon I'm taking my woven basket, whilst wearing my prettiest floral dress and heading to the river to collect flowers and stones.
My list grows longer as time ticks away into the abyss.
Weekends fall short and my circular existence continues.
Knotted interiors puzzled with the complexity of needs which must be fulfilled.
Remember when days were long and twenty four hours drifted away quietly, almost without recognition?
And now, as day breaks descend into nightfall, I'm left lost in the space of time which quickly engulfs me and takes me to a new day.
Today will be yesterday tomorrow.
Overwhelmed is an understatement of the way I've been feeling lately.
Perhaps my time management is in need of overhaul?
Anxiety has become quite familiar and I wouldn't feel rejected if it decided to disappear for a while.
In the end, however, it is me, myself and I and so, on this autumn afternoon I'm taking my woven basket, whilst wearing my prettiest floral dress and heading to the river to collect flowers and stones.
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