Morning spills, gentle coffee's embrace reflecting on glazed kitchen tiles. A confrontation of weariness meets unexpected serenity. That comforting ritual holds the chaotic in harmony.
Lunch roll calls with topics ranging from the tedious workplace debate to existential musings—embellished with anecdotes that feel iterative, scripted even, like echoes of past dialogues...
These erratic pulses come, tethered through tinges of embraced normalcy. Afternoon lazes—emails meander through, held back by the illusion of weekends drawing tenuous plans.
Evening culmination nullifies the synergy felt within what-the-day-was like ripping lyrical pages from a nervous psyche. Some tethered noticeable—others signify essences broken between the metaphorical retinas.