…when you’re in such a whirlwind that you don’t even know what the questions are?
In some ways I envy those like Nuke Laloosh who are not cursed with self-awareness – as Annie noted, the world’s made for them.
For me it often feels like I’m drowning and begging for someone to throw a life preserver, while all I get are anchors.
I’m aware that I can swim, even if I can’t swim well, but it’s hard to swim away into the unknown.
But it might be necessary.
Drowning’s always struck me as a particularly shitty way to go – doing it for no damn good reason when you don’t have to can’t be any better.
In related news, there was apparently a wholesale subtext sale this weekend. I hadn’t planned on stocking up, but the deals were just too good to pass.