do you get that?

something is amiss. i know but i cant put a finger to what is.

i cant find it. i keep looking. nothing is inside. its empty. i try to fill it up with anything i can get my hands on. but nothing happens. one by one things disappear. it doesnt fit right. i dont know what to do.

i focus. rewind my steps to where i first came from. and i look far ahead. i know where i want to go and where i want to be. i walk alone. but sometimes, i get tired. i want to stop. i think, “maybe i should have made that turn instead.” but i keep moving. because such is life.

i wish i can throw it all away. chuck it in a bin and click recycle.

it is a cycle.

and after a while, you realise, you’re right back at the start.

do you get me?