Restless

Restlessness taking over, hard to tell why. No explanation. Feeling as though I am staring life straight in the eyes, but with a feeling of not being able to read its expression. A secret being kept from me.

Want something more, yearning for that other fate or destiny. But in the end, the only option is to go back to the arduous tasks of the everyday, and the deja vu evoking schedule that repeats from week to week.

I'd really want to catch one of those time flies, and study it more closely ~