Thursday, September 15, 2022

Out of Sorts

Priorities askew, the old brain slips off into imagination.  Leaving the present, finding possible futures (along with a few impossible ones), it dives off into the haze of hypothetical.  Everything fades and the present instantly changes.

Along with whatever isn't real, priorities slip off to some place in the ethereal.  Somehow, though, they'll find their way back.  Except now, they're not necessarily in the right place.