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The Unexplained
Under lock and key Nothing stays hidden. Every mind needs to explore. X marks the spot Placing one foot in front of the other Looking for the end of the rainbow After thinking for a while Instinct kicks in, the race is on Notes taken, never looking back. Every thought a treasure disappearing. Down the rabbit hole where X marks the spot… ©AnitaDawes2023
Anita must have been rummaging around in my brain when she wrote this poem. Sisters can do that sometimes, although never a good idea, in my opinion. My head is full of so many ideas and things that should have been done weeks ago that I cannot think straight any more. I think a lot, worry even more and have every good intention in the book, but nothing is forthcoming!
I tell myself to ignore everything else and just pick one thing and actually finish it. But then I need to make lunch, feed the cat or fix something…
I need to lock myself off in a quiet room and sort out an agenda. One that might actually work!
Jaye XX
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