Trying to find parking in a full lot. There’s the choice I have to make- stay put and wait or keep moving.
My mind wanders, sometimes like a gentle butterfly, sometimes a wild hurricane; it is unquestionably reckless. Often I throw a lasso with hopes to bring it back, but all I find are words.
Stir it Up
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