sometimes that’s how it goes

Sometimes I am not at rest about it.

Ok, to be honest, I am not at rest about it.

And that’s how it goes. I am aware of it happening. I feel the pressure and the tensity sinking over like a fog. It’s not fun and it most certainly is not easy. I react. I regret. And then I realize.

It happened again.

So what do I do?

I want it to pass. I want it to be history. I want to be stronger for it.

But the peace and rest still doesn’t come.

I am not at rest about it.

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