Another day

My quarterly panic arrives
This season tied in with assignment angst
Student political fatigue and
Second job grief
I haven’t written creatively for what seems like a year
Nothing to say
Hypersomniac handwringer
In the past I’d run away
Disappear for a few months
Start a new life in a new town
But now I am loved
I am grounded
I’d throw myself at a wall
However, times have changed
So I set up a mental health self-referral

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