I can feel myself slipping unsure of how to stop. It's like standing on the outside looking in but the windows and doors are locked. Then the house fills up with water like a cocktail in a car.
It's one of those moments I just want to curl up in a ball and stop trying. Always in the fall. Not autumn. Fall.
Sometimes you just feel like you're fighting a losing battle. And then they send in reinforcements...
I need a door to open.