There’s a kind of stark
bewilderment here,
a deer caught in headlights
kind of a vibe.
I wonder if you feel it
like I feel it.
I can sit for hours
waiting impatiently for
the space between thoughts
to collect into a sort of
zen.
That crystal clear sky,
that endless blue
without fail,
becomes thunder.
Every time I close my eyes.
Some call it red 
Powerful.
You’re back and with a new name! 😉
It’s more or less the same really 😛
How are you!?
Well worn. Work has been brutal, but I’m doing okay. How are you doing? Any crazy adventures?
A few here and there, yeah! Work has been a difficult front for me too… as it usually is. Sigh.
Jobs suck. I’m trying to get into Patreon. See if I can’t give people enough of what they want to make a living off that. Fingers crossed.
That’s smart! It’s a great platform for creatives to get into and get paid for their artistry
Wow! What a beautiful poem. I know exactly how that feels.
I knew I couldn’t be the only one 🙂 Thank you for reading, Diane! xo