The longer I live it’s in front of me.

There’s a glow in seconds before the scheduled avalanche, fun ..and explosive. Wow.

Or much like staying in no now.

A chosen toothbrush has been abandoned. I’m forgetting about it.
I’ll be heading out soon. Moving thru a lefty runoff. I won’t be funny or try, relax or specify ...

I’m lost in the new geography.. Again.