It feels exactly the same.
I know I have to leave this one.
It will be easier to find another place this time.
I know, I know, I know.
It's just another day. It's just another day. I'm used to these. I know what to do with these. I know how to live with these.
It doesn't get easy, but it's not becoming harder. It's feels exactly the same.
I know I have to feel this one.
It will be better when I let myself feel it all the same.
I know, I know, I know.
I can't watch anything. I can't read. I can't relax. I can't create. I can't make any of it happen myself. I need my friends more than ever when it gets like this.
I know, I know, I know.
I know, I know, I know.
It's not easier, it's just familiar. It's adjustable.
I know, I know, I know.
I was wrong. It is easier. It is easier when I read.
There is work and non-work, Gods and Titans. In my works and days, I see a history so much clearer. I'm still so small, and yet I have been a giant.
I can remember how to sit atop it all. I can remember parables, and I can remember the lessons.
And I can see the birds in the sky.
It's not bad when I remember myself.
It is hard to stay awake, though. I might get fired if I sleep again.
I don't mind it. I see some color today. Blue and green again. The yellow is falling away, doesn't if feel cold?
I can see it clearly now: it's the water.
The answer has always been in the water.
