Down The Hatch

I love connecting with my writing as it helps me connect with myself. But right now, I’m feeling slightly disconnected, and I don’t know why.

I feel time’s pressure; its tick, tick, tick flicks a nerve that’s unnerving. I try to push it aside, but its face scowls as it faces me.

What I do matters, I can’t deny. But so, too, does what I don’t – the reminders hang in my dreams.

I’m your White Rabbit; down the hole, we go. I won’t stop until you say when, and I hope you never do.

Love, Jaclynn