Lunch Break

Standard

I have five minutes
Why am I always tied to the clock?
Numbers that hide the faces of everyone else around
I don’t want to go back yet…
I miss him, I miss the puppies
I want to relax and enjoy the snow
But here I am again counting
I can never focus on anything else

I am grateful to be employed, even if I’d rather spend the day alone writing. ❤

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