We give what others ask for share what they want and keep the unwanted to ourselves. We work and seek to do better things within and imagine the future in a fantasy past. We agree and seek communion from others through approval on what we already decided upon. We work for others most of the time making it mine for the short period we have ownership over it. We feign grateful for the chance while planning to abandon it along with the recipients. Instead we set out to toil in another direction for strangers yet to be known. The chill at the end of summer coming no comfortable mornings for months, resigns the expectation upon waking for warmth.
