Feb. 20, 2024
She must be scared to death or maybe bored to death, having
to do this all over again after so long believing she would never have to – the
hamster wheel in her head spinning faster and faster or maybe – as Todd Rungrin
once put it – the merry-go-round she just can’t get off of or at least not on
the ground, spinning round and round, up and down, dizzying to watch even from
a distance, painful to endure since she assumed the ride had ended long, long
ago.
This is not what she wanted when she bought the ticket; it
is what she got stuck with, and must wait out the ride, for when the spinning
stops, wherever that goes, and wherever she ends up
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