I'm trapped in a moniker fragmented by 17-day cycles Perpetually type-casting the machinations of my mind Thursday, Apr 18, 24 My dreams are tormenting There are nearly too many faces that I meet It was never like this. I learned that the faces are ones I have seen before - Nothing I can fabricate in a dream state Nearly able to remember particular writing I always lose grip on them when I wake Tactfulness that's what I need before the depression decides to set in Friday, Apr 5, 24 I must be forgetting something. I have this feeling I can't shake. No, it's not my college application, I know about that - I've been putting it off. Could that be it?! There is a sickening feeling as everyone is scrambling. The lunar-solar eclipse is the talk of the town. This town? My down. My brother sent a vinyl with a card. The occasion none. But a reminder to not stress, as the small stuff, are well, small. Friday, Mar 15, 24 I wonder what it would take for things to fall into place. Would I recognize when that has happened? Or would the place I am in life completely different from the place I was when the wonder arose. Does destiny and place intertwine? And will I be okay and in place to receive and accept the nurture of nature place. Missing letters and building blocks of a place I dream of. In a palace someplace in place. ᝰ*ੈ ⟡‧₊࿐ ...at best sharing the First Five songs every Friday ❦