There is something to be said for the buzz in my head -- a lightness of all things
makes laughter come quicker.
Life moves at a different pace when
night falls and the people float from bar to bar; no anchors to be seen. Some move
very quickly, skipping introductions while others
never get to the beginning as they lose the words to start.
I watch the chaos from a comfortable distance -- I realize how
distracted we are by
distracting each other from not
knowing what matters.
--
It's Saturday night and as usual I'm curled up in the recliner writing poetry. I love my mundane life.
Bss,
Marybeth
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