A Poem: DirectionRising from night ashes, Falling back on restless sleep; Longing for relief from myself. Floods of thoughts, Washing over tired brain; Too many decisions, Too many choices. Too many opportunities. Jigsaw puzzle of time and place, Put together with no picture; Pieces that don't quite fit. When?
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Monday Missive #30 - Direction
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A Poem: DirectionRising from night ashes, Falling back on restless sleep; Longing for relief from myself. Floods of thoughts, Washing over tired brain; Too many decisions, Too many choices. Too many opportunities. Jigsaw puzzle of time and place, Put together with no picture; Pieces that don't quite fit. When?