It's a Time Like This

It's a time like this when I take a trip, a mental one in which I am a child, riding on a carousel without a care, feeling the circular air blow in my hair. The animals on the carousel beg me to ride, I choose the one which is most colorful, a horse with a red saddle and a blue body, gives me a ride which is not shoddy. Time on the carousel gives me relief from the inconveniences of life I have lived, being an adult has its ups and downs, trying to forget the stife which drowns. April 2, 2020