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Reflection: This is a personal struggle-themed poem that I wrote where the affected party gets a little restless (and perhaps even a little reckless) when things perfectly align and his/her life finds it’s stride and starts going pretty fine overall. The urges that can arise in such lull periods of time are frequently the reason relationships do not last for some people.
For something different, I tuned into a 1970s radio station today and a past favorite song of mine was playing: “Take it to the Limit” by The Eagles. The lyric: “And when you’re looking for your freedom (nobody seems to care)” stuck with me. So, I started with “freedom” as the general theme for this poem which is something I greatly value and that strongly resonates with me. I played the above Eagles song in the background to create the “moodset” and inspire the writing of the poem. If you listen to this song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.