You know when you’re focused on something
and all of a sudden, you feel inexplicably
jerked
back to “life”?
It feels like you only just woke up from an unknown sleep.
And like some previously evasive truth has been made resoundingly clear.
And you feel grateful/sort of happy because the thing you
were so intently focused on,
can’t possibly be as important as LIFE.
And then you realize, you’ve been at this realization
before.
And then you wonder if you are meant to go in circles
or if you are simply not getting life.
And then you get called back to task.
Again.
nor of the west 