Few words, clever punctuation, great impact. How can our past self make us whole today? Lovely.
Back then I knew who I was without need to define, I knew as a child I knew who I was by the ‘sense’, which was innately. mine.
It evades me sometimes
Now When I run on empty and I. Don’t. Have. Time. Catching glimpses of self, at the back. of. my. mind.
Grasping at last straws Seeking to find Some ‘sure’ thing to hold onto, to refine Some life. line. Some way to get back to the peace Some. sign.
To allow me to preserve who I knew that I was Once upon. a. time.