I’m slowly and slowly loosing a grip.
Slipping into a familiar tunnel with an unpredictable outcome.
Control is almost completely out of your reach
My finger nails are scraping the sides of this unknown abyss, trying to hold on for dear life
Butterfly are let loose from the bottomless pit to surround me
Positive thoughts directed towards you frequently make their appearance in my mind
You are helping to piece the broken pieces from the previous unfortunate fall
I can feel myself unconsciously becoming more and more open to the idea that maybe this drop won’t be as bad as it seems.
None the less there is a chance of getting hurt but their is also a chance of delicately falling to the light at the end of the tunnel where you will hopefully be standing.
I took a 7 week coast to coast road trip after being laid off from Boeing. I didn’t have a camper but realized that being able to pull off the road at a rest or truck stop was the way to go to make the trip affordable. With a few sheets of 1/2” plywood and misc. hardware this is what I came up with. The effort was well worth the time and materials.
Well this is everything I could ever possibly want.