I feel like my minds eye has been
poked by a stick that has left me blind.
Lost direction, mis-deeds and understandings,
patience worn thin.
The vale of calm has been lifted.
No sunshine getting in.
UV rays, and Purple Haze,
have clouded my mind.
Judgement on myself is hard.
But I'm my own worst critic.
Just let go,
but go slow.
Baby steps, baby steps.
Crawl, then walk......
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