Feeling fully overwhelmed and
Being pulled in a jillion directions.
No idea of what should come next.
No time to pause in frustrated reflection.
When it began, such a simple plan
All laid out and mapped on the page.
But then “this” came up
And “that’ interrupted,
Then “the other” sent things in a rage.
Flap and frustration,
Discombobulation and
Panic and frenzy and dread.
Doors swing open wide and
There’s no place to hide
And there’s nothing left to be said.
Stop! Back up! Get a grip on reality.
No need to muse or opine.
Just find a clear point to start over
again
And move forward
One step at a time.
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