Just when you think things are going swimmingly, something will always crop up against your will.For every rung one steps on, there are a dozen more of problems to push life further towards the pit of pain and despair.
Perhaps awareness that all these feelings, and even the realities, are transitory and will matter little as one moves on. But, what if moving on is always the difficult part? The feeling of conceded failure, that perhaps you aren't good enough for what you thought you had a chance in. An infectious strain in this feeling can lead to dire despondency and retreat. A person beaten down, mangled and thrown from the wash onto the line to be sun-dried and crinkled. When one feels that there is no more bright spot left to pull one up and to make it all worthwhile. When the churning in one's bowels refuses to halt.
A life a little unbalance, perhaps? Or maybe one is on the verge of being tipped over, completely.
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