As I watch the minutes slowly pass by
I realize the reasons, the who and why.
The problem with too much time on your hands
Is the thoughts, the feelings, the reflections you find.
A calm breeze before the storm
Here is where ideas spark, plans are formed.
Introspection, it can be painful
Yet the gains from it multiply.
The plans are solid, the reasons too
Yet will they pan out? I know not, do you?
Gathering storm clouds, life preparing an assault
The life boat ready, I hope it stays afloat.
As I put plans into motions, ideas into reality
I hope it works correctly, and leads not to insanity.
RedRavenPoems 
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