Second Verse, Same as the First

Lately, I feel as though every time I blink yet another week slips past me.  In this case, three weeks slipped past.  While I know exactly where most (if not each and every) moment went, they feel like a blur.  And the breathtaking speed with which life is moving is certainly not without its charms, but it’s mildly terrifying all the same.

Does that make sense?


Perhaps not.

Best not to fall down that rabbit hole today, eh?





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