A phone book

Leanna

Her life's been going from nine to five

Ever since she took that spontaneous dive

Into a different medium, a different rabbit hole

On the quest to find a different life goal.

Her life's been turning increasingly wild

Since she stopped being an unknowing child

- no more excuses, all's given at a face value:

"If someone doesn't know, Leanna, that is you."

Her life's gained the world yet lost a piece

In the thrown-away belief in general peace.

"Dearest Leanna," she tells her tomorrow self,

"Days fly by, tomorrow's falling on you from a shelf."