I am consistently amazed by my ability to put all of my eggs into one basket … and let them rot.
Stagnation (verb): to become inactive or dull.
An incapacitatingly dull repetition of this exasperating experiment. In which I know the pathetic and far from gleeful outcome. Tearful and rote … I attempt (and fail) to evolve. Yet I continue to flit about in a flurry of fretting over the dead ends and the impossible.
There must be reason I’m still bound to this ludicrous picturesque vision.
Or am I imagining it all? You’re just too nice for your own good-that’s it isn’t it? I’m just the fool.
Another arduous misunderstanding. Ha!
So just play it safe and say goodbye (for good). I’ll dispose of the eggs as soon as you’re out of sight.