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My Escape

Fullfilment I seek, though fleeting, fading.

Dodging the avalanche of time

I capture each precious moment,

Entombed forever in memory.

Responsibility looms, pressing for urgent attention.

I defend against the onslaught, ignoring the forces compressing me into conformity.

Suspended in animation, now I am free;

Living my dreams. Living my life,

Lifted fleetingly to the me that is me.

But the wheel spins ever faster,

Rolling towards the chores that lurk in the shadows of real life.

The end comes.

Unhapilly, I wait, senses dulled, for my next escape.

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D. Chris E.
D. Chris E.
23. 12. 2021

That's deep. I just meant I hate work. LOL.

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jennifleur
jennifleur
24. 12. 2021
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Message received :)

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jennifleur
jennifleur
22. 12. 2021

Wow! I believe this might be a highly relatable piece for many. Awaiting the next escape, a seemingly endless routine of insupportable occurrences tolerated by the next grand event. It can be interpreted differently though...

Also it makes me think of these two quotes by Sartre: "Freedom is what we do with what is done to us." and "What is life but an unpleasant interruption to a peaceful nonexistence."

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