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Dec 2018
SECRETS OF THE DAY

Awaking with passion slowly finding the pieces,time played out in rations

Spontaneous moments of yesterday breathing into my  fragmented  mind

Warming into those feelings slowly hoping for better dealings as thoughts now appear in captions

Holding on as it unravels ,unsure of our thoughts as they travel ,waiting to find how the new day will be designed

Bit by bit we take another bite ,often squinting as we await another fight of yesterdays and today's interactions

Coordination of Comprehension slippery at best, keeping portions while letting the rest go undefined

Alarming bells of morning often riveting, sometimes not perceived just softly floating into abstractions

That moment of grasping for clarity ,resolution often a rarity again a familiar game of the blind leading the blind

Passive or aggressive how will the next move be played ,fresh faced or images in shambles

Twilight power play took it all away, left again with just a foundation ,we will work to rebuild edges and angles becoming more flexible as our life is redesigned.R.C.
A few thoughts on how easy it can be to lose something you just had,with short term memory loss,it often is a waiting game,feel blessed when pcs. come back.
Funny enough I wrote this because my computer had eaten the one I wrote before on the same idea:) so it was "lost" before I even had a chance to sign it:)  appreciate what we have right now! Thanks for reading your thoughts are welcome. Rick
wichitarick
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wichitarick  wichita Kansas
(wichita Kansas)   
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