There is something amiss, some small section of a jigsaw missing. I know what it is, but I can’t put my finger on it. Strange, how familiar it seems. I have lived in this knowledge now for a few days. The patterns and monotony is now an everyday thing. But I am not sure how easy starting something new will be.
I am confused and I am wondering if everything is the way it is supposed to be or is there a factor I have left unattended. I don’t know and right now, I don’t even have enough time to care.
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