It's all so confusing trying to make heads or tails of all the nonsense going on in the world. It makes my eyes hurt and my toe curl. Just when I think I've gotten it all figured out, it does a turn about and puts me back to where I had started half-hearted. Trying to make sense out of that which makes no sense at all, takes all my energy. It's a tragedy of heart and mind. I find it all so confusing, but I'm refusing to give up trying. It makes sense now, when there was no sense at all! (C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2022 *Written to Poetic Asides April P.A.D. Day 5 - (Sense/No Sense)