Change seems only to present itself when one least expects it or needs it least. Tonight once more the walls around me feel like a prison. No matter where I go they haunt me. There is a discontent demon tugging at my heart and beating drums within my mind.
Images of past romance knock upon the door while the hope of future love is distant and isolated. I am in desperate need of a fire escape into the imagination, one that would cause such distraction my heart could find rest.
Where to now?
-Restless Regards
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