I always tell other poeple that I don't go for competition, or anything of some sort, that if I feel I'm shifting to the left curve I'd rather give way, be rational, and stop going for it; and so did I remind myself of that. But now I dunno if i still have my grip intact. Im starting to doubt my used-to-be strong set of principles. Me and my heart, we got issues. Im not liking it. But i can't seem to get away with it. Is this some kind of centripetal motion? That though i wnt to break frre and move away, all im doing is just move around, but not any farther. Now i have a deeper meaning of "motion sickness". It's more than just 2 words. More than just physiological description of the body being shaken inside and literally would puke if it gets a little longer. It's killing me. Seriously. I am the perfect clown. The expert duck in a pond who seem to be all at ease and serene on the surface but beneath the silk and ripple-free waters are feet that struggling not to drown.
