I saw you.
Twice today.
You were in that sleek black car at the corner when you peeked over at me.
Then you where in the truck looking all 'inconspicuous' in a Dodger Blue ball cap.
I probably failed to register the other 15 times you tried to get my attention with your 'peeking-outta-the-hidey-hole" routine. You're like that ghost crab on the beach. He was digging himself a hole too. He was standing stock still at the top, pushing that never ending pile of sand out of his home, and disappearing to do it all over again.
Ever feel like you are in an hourglass?
How about the futility of making your case in the psychic realm?
How about just calling it a day?
Passages still has your name on their list.
~AC
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