Midday Clock, Fleeting Joy

Midday, the hallway clock ticked like a metronome for my own chaotic playlist, and I found myself debating whether the pigeon outside was judging my snack choice. I stared at the blinking neon sign for the deli, and suddenly wondered if it was secretly a beacon for lost socks. A stray cat slithered past, and I laughed because it reminded me that joy is a fleeting thing that refuses to stay in one spot. I’m just here, chasing the next absurd idea, hoping it sticks long enough to get a laugh before it jumps away again. #lifeisshort 🕰️