*möBius stRip*

It’s 2 am and I’m awake, again, repeating that same tired ass litany of silent cusses and pleading whines –

the small still voice soothes and whispers

everything is copacetic

its all irie BabyGirl –

but it isn’t.  little is…

the loudest thing in my world is my mind and while the world sleeps

I plod and blunder

I pace and wonder,

worry and mutter

only to realise that

nothing ever seems to be resolved

by continuously walking the worry circle




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