There’s something about the close of the weekend that requires epic introspection. Now is the time, when everyone is winding down and setting their Monday morning alarm clocks, to take a few moments and reflect on what’s running most prominently through your brain.
Sometimes I struggle with these hours of solitude, feeling lost in their isolation, afraid of the silence. Other times I welcome the freedom. Tonight I feel both with equal weight.
Sleep well my friends!
2 thoughts on “Tricked”
Your poetry and explanations always manage to reach another level – you’re so talented. I love your work
Thank you so much! And thanks for following what I’ve been doing on here. Love seeing friendly names pop up!