PROSE -RANDOM THOUGHTS
I fell in love with an idea. The kind of shit you know better, but just can’t help yourself. The second day of being back at the grind and there’s something different. Simple answer it’s me and takes time getting back into the swing of things. Sure, this is true, but this isn’t want I’m feeling.
The mountain of work that never goes away. Maybe, that why its referred as mountain. Hmm, I hadn’t occurred to me before. I guess I have lost a step.