I want the world to stop long enough to take a compass reading of where I am. But the compass spins with the whirl of life and the forces of the gravities of places, peoples, things in my life keep pushing and pulling at me. My own internal gravities push and pull at me and react with the external pressures. Such a game of balancing, lean this way, lean that way, a moment of perfection, oops I’ve fallen down. Stand up and do it again.
1 comment:
boy, can I relate to this.
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