A strange melancholy has descended on me this week, I feel as if I am balencing on a wire above icy water. What makes me sad and what I still fear I cannot yet define. I lose my shoe in the icy depths below, and shudder to think what will happen if I should fall.
I must now look ahead and not down, breath deep and continue putting one foot in front of the other. The shore is near and I will soon know how green is the grass that grows on these rocky cliffs.
I must now look ahead and not down, breath deep and continue putting one foot in front of the other. The shore is near and I will soon know how green is the grass that grows on these rocky cliffs.
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sometimes i make an assumption and then another and so on until i am sitting up on a whole heap of them. i sprinkle on some expectations and viola it is a tower of power. albeit doomed to fall.
today i saw it happening and realized that it will inevitably crash. this will occur sooner than later.
i decided to take the alarm approach. like the ferry captain who blew the horn for 4 minutes while the ship crashed in slow motion.