Floor? what floor

Remember that carnival ride where you entered a circular ride. It would spin, faster and faster. As it reached its maximum velocity the floor beneath your feet would suddenly fall away. It was a sickening moment as you realized you were pinned to the wall solely by the force of the spin. I knew my world was spinning, and I knew there where so many moving pieces in play. I still didn’t anticipate the moment the floor fell away. I am in a lost and sickened state. My head storm tossed and struggling to find a horizon to center my navigation again. I don’t know how to find my footing here. It is rapidly deteriorating, and I just don’t know how to stop the slide. As the seroquel lulls me into a false peace my mind swirls in ugly muddied waters. Roiling and black to the core.


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