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Features beyond a resting place — a search for hope drawn on my face. In some way, I’ve lost direction; so wherever the river flows, that’s where my thoughts are drawn. __Pause__. One, two, three. I forget what comes next. Even boxed in, life keeps folding me into new shapes — creases of maybe, edges of almost. My armies of failures find their formation, ready to march without hesitation. I keep umbrella terms handy for days like this, when words drizzle but never really pour. I’m under the weather, I'm just _overthinking,_ awake with my fears —and even open eyes still dream, though it’s mostly reality forcing them to blink. It would prove handy to try and start an open-handed conversation with myself, but my inner voices keep putting me on hold. Engines rev, motivation hums, but procrastination presses pause; and then everything idles. I was meant to write this earlier, but time said: “Rest a little longer.” And I listened, like I always do —finding comfort just beyond this resting place.
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Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 12:29 PM UTC
Beyond a Resting Place
Features beyond a resting place — a search for hope drawn on my face. In some way, I’ve lost direction; so wherever the river flows, that’s where my thoughts are drawn. __Pause__. One, two, three. I forget what comes next. Even boxed in, life keeps folding me into new shapes — creases of maybe, edges of almost. My armies of failures find their formation, ready to march without hesitation. I keep umbrella terms handy for days like this, when words drizzle but never really pour. I’m under the weather, I'm just _overthinking,_ awake with my fears —and even open eyes still dream, though it’s mostly reality forcing them to blink. It would prove handy to try and start an open-handed conversation with myself, but my inner voices keep putting me on hold. Engines rev, motivation hums, but procrastination presses pause; and then everything idles. I was meant to write this earlier, but time said: “Rest a little longer.” And I listened, like I always do —finding comfort just beyond this resting place.
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27/M/Zimbabwe
Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 12:29 PM UTC
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