Often Sought, Seldom Had

A long day. The 5th of a 6 day workweek. 

I woke up while it was still dark. While it was light I was secluded in shadows cast by cut glass and corners, and with the last light fading, made my way home. The sun seeming to mock me as it set, like a flirtatious smile from a beautiful woman leaving a party with another man - each granting an ephemeral glimpse at that which was sought and not had. That which could have been, and wasn't.  

During pursuit between the sun and the moon, surrender is often sought though seldom had.

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