It’s a new year
And the world resolves,
Optimism is blooming
But the scent tapers off within hours
And the resolution dissolves
in the acid of daily life.
I put my expectations down,
To float on the waves of the year coming
Expectless
Posted bysickybeatPosted inLife, Society, Words, Language, and ImageryTags:2022, expectations, resolution, resolve
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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 View more posts
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