Calm

I feel a sense of peace.

Peace that hasn't been felt in a while.
But I also sense turbulence.
For under the cloak of calm,
there is trouble brewing.

Serenity, in my case, begets complacency.
Complacency begets inaction
Inaction begets crashing deadlines
Deadlines beget stress
Stress breaks calmness.

In the end, peace is its own undoing.