the reality of...

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    the first morning back after vacation... the reality of... reality

    the reality of...

    the reality of reality
    sinks in quickly
    as i wake from the night
    the sun is the same
    but not...
    the air is heavy and
    i can feel it on my skin
    it fills my lungs and
    i cough...
    my head swims with memories
    of the week that was...
    and dreads the week to come
    the overwhelming heaviness
    of life that waited for my return
    now right in my face
    mocking me
    time moves quickly
    seeming almost in fast forward
    its already afternoon
    and i have barley had my morning coffee
    trying to transition back to a routine
    thrown off balance with a thrust
    so much to do
    time laughs as it speeds by

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    kdarcy commented on the reality of...

    07-27-2010

    Time laughs ... it always does, we are powerless to stop it. Life that waited for your return, lol, ain't it the truth. Thanks for the smile, vacations over, now back to work, lol, nice write, be well

    Dano

    07/29/2010

    thank you very much

    dahlusion commented on the reality of...

    07-27-2010

    I want a stay-cation in Venice, Italy. "its already afternoon and i have barley had my morning coffee trying to transition back to a routine"—oh, so true and felt here on my side of the screen...Bravo!!

    Dano

    07/29/2010

    thanks so much dah... i think anyone who has ever taken a vaction can relate to this...

    stefy commented on the reality of...

    07-16-2010

    I`m not a very clever person, to give you advice. But ''keep your balance'' that is reality - a situation after vacation or waking up after day-dreaming...

    Dano

    07/17/2010

    thanks for taking the time read and comment stefy

    ginga commented on the reality of...

    07-14-2010

    Yes Dano the pitfall of vacation is its aftermath. Creative and true. ginga

    Dano

    07/17/2010

    coming back from vacation it is always tough to transition back into things... thanks for commenting...

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    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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