Each Little Mystery

May we find truth, and may it resonate with others.

Downshifting

January20

Cross-eyed and splitting hairs
Mesmerized by the merry-go-round of life
All the while wanting to be the one stopping and starting the ride
So focused for so long
Got exactly what I wanted
Which wasn’t what I wanted
People keep saying I should play a new game
The chill-the-fuck-out game
Try to roll with MGMT
Instead of Metallica
I don’t know…
I get nervous when I slow down
Do I have a lower gear?

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