Even with erratic dreams,
actions stayed constant.
It seems as if routine
was never a dull pattern,
but a comforting compulsion.
In response to Uneven
#life, #short, comfort, compulsion, Daily Prompt, Poem, prompt, routine, Those Pointless Thoughts, Thoughts, uneven
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