Everything Fell Where They May 0 ▲ The Written Addiction 1 hour ago · 8 min read1635 words · Life · hide · 0 comments inspired by an old friend from an old life You have to pay attention to the task at hand. Get up, keep going, run into yourself at the front door and yes, there are times when it seems like the candle is burning at both ends.And so, the burn out seems to be inevitable. The sober life is my only life.Yet, I do not question this and nor do I function in the circles where criminals swerve to intercept the light and change what we see – to suit their needs Early morning. Rise and shine.I wake up and wash my face. I wipe the sleep from my eyes and try to prepare myself for another day in this so-called life of mine. “It’s another day above the dirt,” is what I always say.I know…. However –In the world between possible and impossible, the day is about to start and I?I have no other attractive option, other than to begin again and start over.no different from how I’ve done this before. And so, As I weave through the desired and the undesirable moments in this world, it pays for me to pay… No comments yet. Log in to reply on the Fediverse. Comments will appear here.