Obligations. Silent debts. Fossils of engagement.
Annual assessments. The hourglass no longer counts.
Tooth and claw survive Thursday. Weekend lies dormant.
Transmute transparency. Shadowed whispers carry weight.
A tidy desk, a tidy mind. Yet clutter remains.
The path lined with graphite agreements. Footprints of compliance.
Within walls, histories accumulate.
Leave the past unchallenged.
Consideration slips through fingers, tarnished.
Connect, if you must: