Yo-yo
Tuesday, August 27, 2002 ~
Up and down.
Up and down.
That’s pretty much me at the moment.
I seem to stumble from one mood to the other, extremity to extremity. One moment craving interaction, the next demanding solitude. Laughter to silence. Occasionally a trick move is thrown, flipping me up and round, dipping and whizzing pasts states of mind, always returning.
I try to capture the rest state, maintain a balance, but it doesn’t seem possible, the tiniest movement upsets the rotation, spinning me up and down. I know it will never fully settle, and another loop kicks in.
Life is a yo-yo.
You heard it here first.
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