Life

January 11, 2020

Life unfolds so suddenly

It’s overwhelming and tiresome

Sometimes its weight is nearly unbearable

Then something happens

We go for a drive in the rain

I listen to my record player as it spins

I watch my mother knit a scarf

Life comes back to me

I feel so restless at the thought

I feel more alive with these simple moments

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