the mind sparks, ideas fly, thoughts scatter, you taste or hear something and words cannot flow fast enough to capture - a mood, a feeling, an unspoken communication, a glance, the way the dog lies, the smell of heat...
fleeting moments of joy, calm, fleeting moments of boredom captured.
a hair tickles the nape of your neck, or is it a fly, no.matter.
minutes stretch into hours of not having a schedule to keep.
suspension, pension, retention...
pressures have not disappeared, but have been pulled away from the tension and the eyeball is relieved for a few days of the poking finger of indecision.
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