Worried
A ripple for every moment

Scattered thoughts, broken words. Nothing said, nothing heard. Troubled water in disbelief; finds no direction, finds no relief. Nervous and afraid, quivering thoughts. Trapped on a leaf, lost and distraught. Flurries of confusion and flurries of blurry; from a storm of conscience, a storm of worry.

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Looks like Rain

February 19th

My car grumbled to a start at the turn of my key, I rolled off the driveway onto my snow-melted street. Rounding the corner a truck invaded my view, carrying garbage with a bunch of recyclables too.....

Sleep In Heavenly Peace

February 12th

I was late to class this morning as I got out of my car. I was still tired from the night before as my feet worked their way underneath me. Then all at once my body stopped. I was standing over a p.....

What To Write?

February 5th

I've been absent from this world which does not exist materially, but that's okay.

Many things have been keeping me busy the last couple weeks. That is neither here or there, but I would just.....

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