Spinning
It’s the loose ends that make life tricky and cause my heart to skip a beat, while also speeding up each new day. Like a toy gyroscope I am spinning, randomly zig-zagging all over the table. It’s only when I begin to slow down I find myself in danger of toppling over. I truly despise admitting my own fragility - just how little it takes to send me spinning off and right onto the floor. Sadly I can’t offer any good answers, but I do know it’s the spinning I must stop. Falling is simply a part of life.
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