Living in this three-dimensional realm is beyond rationale at times.
The older I become, the harder it is to find my footing within it.
Who I am has always seemed conflicting to the realities that others subscribe to here,
Yet somehow I am e n c a p s u l a t e d…
I am w-o-v-e-n into the very fabric of it.
Habitually warped in vicious cycles of conditioning.
Feasting on the fragments of me that I’ve been dying to return whole.
And I never realized how demanding things been of and from me until this recent life phase.
Yet, all I’ve been given in return is what appears to be the plague for/by others….

My Dearest Friend, Melancholy.

-Sunset🌻