Leaving
The day starts with a spree of engagements.
The day ends with agitation that can’t stop.
You have to wait it out.
And in between the oscillation you want to escape.
The intention mirrors the reality but can’t create it.
As if it’s bound in the pull of the motion hostage to the revolutions rotating, moving and paradoxically with no rest or pause.
Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~
