Musical Chairs
...like an endless merry-go-round.
The game musical chairs still fills me with anxiety, just as it did forty years ago when I first learned to play. There’s always one less chair than there are people playing. Round and round everyone goes until the music stops suddenly, leaving that chairless person dejected, standing alone. Today it seems as though I’m still playing this game, clawing and fighting through life so that I won’t be the one left without a seat. Will this game ever end? Must the music go on forever? Or must I find the courage within to walk away and face my fears?
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