Of Plans and Survival.

Plans are always in disarray. Just as things seem to realign, a glitch creeps in. I guess from here on, things will never or barely go according to plan. We just have to accept and make do – survive.

Signs

September 9th, 2018.

I am conflicted.

I can see the signs.

Or am I overthinking it?

Am i being impatient?

Is it a test?
I can see the decay.

Started to notice it.

The neglect.

I can see the toxicity levels rising.

I’ve seen it once.