whiplash from being pulled in all directions reach out and retreat rinse and repeat
my rollercoaster soul is trying to find true north while hanging upside down and looking sideways
center is a place I can find on a map but not while swimming upstream in turbulent waters cold waters that numb my head and limbs and cause me to breath to find my own thought patterns
somewhere in these scattered and disjointed thoughts is a path back to center somewhere in the bottom of the river is the lever to stop the rollercoaster or maybe it’s a lever to let the water finally flow through the dam