|Here I am testing my clarity on X-Mas eve...|
two-and-a-half-hours past midnight. Do I call it the wee hours of December 27th
or late 26th? I'm not gonna nuts seeking clarity about something that a good
sleep can't fix.
That's what I did a good part of the year - which is fast chuckling its way about after having successfully left a few more grays on my scalp, than I would like. So, one last time this year, I ponder wide awake...
That's when I was hustled down and explained "intent, desire and effort is needed to overcome the manipulative twin". I howled and screamed in desperation, then tired of the drama I mellowed down and pleaded until I was finally guided to meditate to calm the misleading creep.