my life in haiku

frozen fingers, nose
warmth outside, not meant for me
damn cold apartment

time drags, manic thoughts
could have, should have, didn’t, so.
need patience for peace

the joy of newness
it was always there, waiting
couscous is so good!

which one? jeans that fit
or crispy cheesy french fries?
why can’t I have both?

stop the reloading
my answers will come in time
I want to know now

coffee. warm goodness
soothes my worried soul; also
stops pesky headaches

words. all jumbled here
pieces seem easier than
whole thoughts, for today

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