I’m feeling a bit fuzzy these days. No, that’s not the right way to describe it. I’m feeling a little like I’m about to get washed out to sea by something. It’s not a very comforting feeling. But at the same time I can’t say I really care. If a giant wave were to come crashing over me right about now I’d probably welcome it. Although then I’d probably have to swim for a while unless I want to float or tread water.

Treading water is the thing I’ve been doing for the past two years. I don’t know. I have nothing to say tonight and I’m doing a very bad job saying it.

One thing I know is tomorrow is going to be here all too quickly, and the next day, and the next. That just doesn't seem to let up. So if you see me bobbing up and down in the water, could you reach in and pull me out? Or at least throw me a flotation device?


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