Falling Through...
Each day literally breaks and I am still trying to decide if it's for better or worse. I'm pushed against a wall that seemingly has no yield and the thought of turning around will never cross my mind. One moment, I'm charged with both positive and negative energies at the face of a challenge and the next, I feel that there is precious little keeping me from sinking through the ground.
"The floor you can't fall below." Words said in White Oleander that have stuck themselves against the sides of my skull. I think, I live, I breathe. I struggle and I have yet to find that floor.
On a different note, here's one of those stupid/funny livejournal surveys--I'm trying to keep my mind busy what can I say...
Hmmm...
"The floor you can't fall below." Words said in White Oleander that have stuck themselves against the sides of my skull. I think, I live, I breathe. I struggle and I have yet to find that floor.
On a different note, here's one of those stupid/funny livejournal surveys--I'm trying to keep my mind busy what can I say...
Hmmm...