Forced To Be Flexible
Humdrum and mundane attitude
Year six is a repeat of years three, four and five.
Excitement and enthusiasm is waning
Even for hobbies I used to adore.
A death in the family quickly reprioritizes me
I begin to search for meaning
This change forces me to change myself
Regaining myself bit by bit as I am forced to be flexible
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