mikesrice

Even after so many years of living, life can just be so cyclical. There are some ruts that you can get out of and some ruts that just seem to keep dragging you back in. Sometimes, life is like a curling up and climbing inside a giant tire and then rolling down a hill; its fast and furious, spinning wildly out of control while you try to make sense of the blur that spinning by before it quickly crashes and stops. I just call it Chronically confused.