Travails these on a way street called life, where you can only push forward and never come back.
Onwards and upwards then I say, for what else can I pitch in?
There's no reversal. You can either accelerate or crawl, but go ahead you must, because even if you stop, like an escalator you'll still keep going forward.
Froday, and the day is dull.
There's no reason to feel so sleepy, and yet!
to think just a day back this very moment was excitingly busy, maddeningly fun.
But then again, one way street..
Ah well..back to a book.
