It Burns 🔥

When I went outside,

I thought,

after checking the mail,

I should explore the apartment grounds from the left.

Get more familiar,

So I’m less likely to be rushed,

When in a crunch.

So I walked around the complex,

When my planned path ended,

I tried to find the closest one,

Going the same direction.

And when that ended,

I looked again,

And again and again and again.

The building numbers started growing.

I wanted to go home.

then some of them went missing.

By the time I found the missing numbers,

Including mine,

I was sauntering, sweating, and swaying through my door.

I had put on sunscreen,

On everything I could reach.

But my shoulders and back,

Are itching now,

Burning because,

Contrary to me expectations,

My hair was not enough protection,

And I didn’t dress for,

Iter longum,

To make a long journey.1


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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