Shrewd

I step into a wall of awkward…like a jello fog.
Once I’m in, I’m just getting thru; it all goes in the log.

When I clear the sticky veil, I process all that occurred.
I sort out all the action had & every spoken word.

This is when I think you thru; good & bad motivation.
Afterwards, I make calls…character appreciation.

So few consider what’s gone by moreover than I do.
I only want to fathom where I stand with all of you.

I whittle the multiverse of possibilities down.
By the time I think of comebacks, you’ve already skipped town.