he noticed the situation had become concerning. fumbling with familiar feelings, just as quickly his anger dissipates in a fog of reason and compassion. heart-rending, wretched and yearning, he concluded there’s no way he was gonna find the truth. too deep, too wide, he’d end up drowning in the effort. dreaming of freedom he grasped at the clasp. appeased within he turned, breathing deep dropped his suitcase and started again as if he never packed.
sunday writing – choosing your context He noted the situation had become grim/concerning/chucklesome.
Piece of Pie ala Mode 