There must be a compelling reason of doing so when you find yourself on this road to nowhere at 11pm and instead of adhering to sensibilities you gun the engine and headed west. Well at least you thought it was west. It might be all in your mind, but then again what isn’t these days?
There must be some syndrome to describe this life fatigue. But don’t bring out the violins yet, I am holding everything in abeyance. A delicate balance filled with so many variables.
I lost something. Or I am lost. Either way I don’t think the distinction matters. I’ve just had enough of it all. It’s hard not to think of the world in a win-lose situation but that’s exactly what I feel. Wallowing is the only medicine I can muster at this time.
I am fine. I am great. And that’s all the answers I can give. I have nothing else to offer.
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