A glimpse of his reflectionin a mirror saw an old man Submersed intoa state of cold water shock Events in his lifestretched across timehe knew Behind his eyesunder his skinnothing had changed
Only eighteen months. Feels longer,further behind.That said, I knew it was not two years. Since around spring,Felt much better.Rounded,grounded. Confidence has grown,although judgment,criticism hurt,certainly(areas needing focus). Yet,such instances come my way only occasionallynowadays.Unlike before,only eighteen months ago.