Tired and tingly Zooming Faster and faster Caught in this shitshow Of who knows what Or where it began Flying through blinks Never stopping Or slowing Whizzing But feeling it all Every single drop Or ounce Of love And hate Awkward and chest puffing Not knowing Where it’s going to end Trying to take it … Continue reading Time Warp – November 4, 2019
Eleven years. Together. Twelve and a half weeks. After. Ten weeks. Later. Worlds start spinning. Twenty-nine years have passed. Since I last saw you.