I'm staring at the carpet, trying to pick out a pattern in my mind. <br /> <br />Ideas float about with no resting place. <br /> <br />I need to think, to start building something positive in my life. <br /> <br />Which road to take, such indecision, spinning my brain in <br />ever decreasing circles. <br /> <br />I must stop. I must decide what my next move will be. <br /> <br />And so, <br /> <br />I am staring at the carpet, trying to pick out a pattern in my mind.<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ever-decreasing-circles/
