just as I am settling in
I feel the urge to RUN.
run far, far away
from all what could possibly be COMMITMENT.
I’m so scared of change,
that I have to constantly throw myself into it.
(or I’m scared to be swallowed by the mundanity of daily life in society, also called ‘what most people do most of the time and what they do on Sundays’.)
simultaneously I’m clinging to my routines
as if they were the love of my life.
- which they might be.
WHO KNOWS.