I feel as though I’m getting close to something. But what? Maybe it’s an end, or a new beginning, a crossroads perhaps, a time to choose. But choose what? Or maybe not to choose, just give up, latch onto a feather in the wind, and set sail on the breeze. Life. Is it a struggle or a breeze? Lately I seem to be choosing struggle, a complex web of thoughts and ideas crashing into each other all at once. I can feel myself drifting further and further into the black hole of incessant mind noise. As I approach the canyon floor the noise in my head begins to subside, drowned out by the soothing
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