No matter how tight the straps
water cracks the seal of your goggles
and creeps across your vision
you keep on swimming
but it is annoying
and soon you cannot ignore
the intrusion
My head’s not in a great place at the moment. I’ve written about four posts – all still in draft stage – trying to talk about it, but I’m happy with none of them. Honestly, as I’ve sat down this morning, this single sentence came to me, and it sums up most of what I’ve wanted to express:
“I don’t know what I’m doing anymore.”
Now, believe me, this isn’t a ‘Pity Me’ request.
I’ll bounce back before long.
I always do.
Just letting you know
that I’m feeling a little disjointed.
Rather like this post.
