Write Now and Later

I watched the seasons change and found a new opportunity.

A sinister familiarity lingered.

Something is unchanged.

The rippling effect in the pit of my spirit tells me this is more than deja vu.

Yes, I have been here before, many times over.

I must come to terms with something, and I cannot locate it.

Until then, my journey is but a loop, recast and replayed for my “amusement.”