Unkempt Nerves

When the silence of the house is too deafening,
When the quiet fan makes the ears hurt,
When the mind slideshows through all problems at a fast pace,
When the heart wants to burst out with color but is controlled,
When even music can’t decrease the quietness,
When there doesn’t seem to be any light to  problems,
When sleep is stubbornly not cooperating,
That’s when only a ride in the chilly, early morning seems to soothe the nerves.

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