Gratitude ain't part of my vocabulary today.
Perhaps tomorrow.
Mostly, I feel trapped:
In a non-workable body, job and country.
Methinks we need to escape soon, lest we go blooming mad (or die, unfulfilled - a worse horror is unimaginable).
There has to be more to life, but to get to that calm interlude where everything is lucid and logical, is a tall order today.
Tomorrow, everything will seem to be better.
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