There’s chaos & chaos outside, but peace still reigns within.
Hmmm… what do I do now? For like another twenty minutes?
It’s Thursday and with a crappy day at work…
Is writing of a happy time
The remains of the day, what you choose it to be
If darkness scares you today
With familiarity bred contempt
A youth of caprice is what they say
I have been waiting with beads of sweat running down my temple.
He had left me drowning like a bowling ball. And my small cafe was all that was keeping me afloat.