Hi-ho and hello.
Sleep hasn’t come to me easily…and still I leave a day or two of ’em unwritten, unaddressed, ignored…avoiding, what?
Is it a haunting of something real? Is it a failure that’s yet to be fulfilled but I’m certain of my doubt so I choose to defeat myself before I give myself an opportunity? Ever do that?
I have this profound opportunity to tell the life story of a man that’s become a near surrogate father. But I shy away and neglect the opportunities at my feet due to…being frank, it’s fear that manifests through daydreaming of what hasn’t happened. Will I be deemed the loafer, the one distancing myself, removing a chance to make myself something I want to be. Do I regard the discussion? And, how do you compromise without losing oneself? Is this something possible?can I maintain my ground and keep lifting or…do I have to knock my legs out from under?!
C’est La Vie
Good night and good morning, good morning good night. May the day before you be gentle, graceful, and blissful for that of the night that caresses you.
NOSCE TE IPSUM
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