looking on the day

my mind feels full. like the sea during a storm, all that was once settled on the bottom is churned up and thrashing about on choppy waves. i feel battered about by too many questions. . .where's my life preserver? where are the answers?

this happens sometimes. i'll only drown if i fight too hard against it, exhausting myself. best to conserve my energy. there's a long swim to shore ahead of me.