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M V Oliveoil
Poems
Mar 2015
Transition
The nerves.
Oh my, the nerves.
On call every fraction of a second.
Being fiercely independent and overthinking
combine in a toxic way during a transition.
You are the best and worst person for yourself.
They trade places in an instant.
What is a total release one moment
becomes the largest source of stress without warning.
You constantly have to remind yourself that this IS what you wanted.
This is what I wanted.
This is what I
needed
.
You can plan the hell out of them
but never will they go as you imagined.
But that's life, yes?
Something will always happen
whether or not you foresaw it.
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