I woke up every morning; tired, restless.
Not again“, when I see the clock, it’s time for the shift;
shifting from home to office,
Pacing, running, hounding, going forward only with a hope;
to reach home, safe.

Isn’t is funny!
How you leave comfort, move to chaos,
just to reach the summit of comfort again.
In all likelihood, this is life.
Where to continue to comfort, you need chaos.
’cause what’s the appeal of life, without getting on the rollercoaster for a ride?

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