Day Dreamer

Restless, underslept. Losing sense of purpose, time. What is relevant? Decisions to make, confused about directions, attitudes softening, certainty fading, but other paths clearing and desires strengthening. Life progesses. Work-a-day weekday vagueness penetrating under-stimulted, over-caffeinated thoughts and streaming. Hot, humid nights lead into cool, enclosed days and a sense of surreality. Comings and goings, leaving, returning: the people end of the year and my thoughts are dispersed with so many absent and the eternal question of family. How? HOW? And the lesser questions of where and when.

Wheel's a-turning, long neglected from this caged perspective. Gilded prison of self-creation, safety-netted til boredom births new frustrations. Movement, onwards, or perhaps retracing, something lost along the journey, going for the sake alone. Loved, but still off-balance, centres closing, drawing down. Life out of sequence, but still remaining, magic laiden in every breathing. Quiet moments pool reflections, myself and others, drawing on. Outreached, inwards focussed, absent-minded guidance, stop to listen to the thoughts collected, wisdom, healing. Where does "me" stop and eternity begin?

note to gaffman: this is dreamy, not angsty :-P