Life after social media and the meandering thought stream of deep consciousness

Undertow

Through the barrier, beneath the shroud; engulfed in the glow, wrapped in the undertow. Pulling myself further along, deeper, still, to the sirens song. Further, still, to any hope of relief. We’ll make it there, in this life or the next.

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2 responses

  1. Tyler's Mom

    You’re an undertow!

    Mom

    October 21, 2010 at 9:32 AM

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