Sad Enka

I’m so lonely.

It’s becoming inchoate.

It’s penetrated so deep, I no longer have words.

I’m on the verge of finishing one thing. Maybe I feel the loneliness of an ending.

Especially since I don’t know about the next beginning.

It’s all so chancy.

I can propose and patent my work, but I still need to find a job.

I’ve made a mess of things.

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