Another year winds through the haze, Echoes linger, lost in days.
An ache remains, a shadowed trace, Trust slips by, a distant place. So I forge ahead, night and dawn, Hoping someday pain is gone.
Years drift past with little rest, Few hours claimed, but all impressed. Strength takes root in tireless streams, Reaching out for buried dreams.
It’s in the doing, all we’ve got, No space to settle, no slowing thought.
I've been reflecting on how life stacks up lately. My brother’s birthday is coming up on the 18th - he’s been gone since 2007, and that weight doesn’t really lift. The head injury from last year still nags, but my lack of confidence in the NHS (given personal experiences) keeps me from looking into it further. So, I’m just keeping my focus on work, hoping to reach a point where private healthcare is an option.
Holidays and breaks have been rare for years. Most weeks, I’m running on a few nights of sleep and pouring everything into what I’m building. For me, it’s all about moving forward, building resilience, and putting what I know to use where it counts.
Life’s about doing the most with what you’ve got - no room for slowing down.
