time’s motion
irresistible
spring
Two days until my job ends and I begin the next chapter of my life. Mixes sadness and excitement into a strange cocktail.
poetry, prose, and photography
​Going to sleep Friday
Tomorrow’s free morning
Ah, to wake leisurely!
My mind springs awake
Hours before dawn
This sadistic life
​Walked to the living room
Grabbed my phone
Nodded off checking social media
Forgot why I went out there
This is annoying
My life: currently in transition. The current job comes to end in five weeks. So I actively seek my next opportunity. It’s there. I feel it. I’m excited about what the future holds. Yet, I don’t know where it is. Uncertainty presents challenges, certainly. I write more about that here.

It’s so easy to spin
Tumbling over, over
Losing my focus
In this maelstrom
Of possibility
For a choice requires
Leaving opportunity
Sitting in the sun
For another to grab.
What if that one
Is better than this one?
Too much of this
Is a table full of gifts
Where nothing is opened
And all potential
Evalotates into the day’s heat