The world seems to be floating in a busy stagnation. I mean nothing really seems to be changing but I'm feeling the constant need to move and to do. The only problem is the my indecision and lack of motivation. Nothing seems very appealing, and on the occasion it does--as soon as I start I'm anticipating a change of activity.
My thoughts won't leave me but they won't stay. I'm stuck in mid-thought, mid-stare, mid-breath. Mid-ground. I'm stuck waiting. Between two worlds of movement and stillness. I stand wrapped in placid calmness. Fighting for motion. Left just breathing.
I like the game, the chase, the race, the fun. I want a hurling force to send my world back into motion. I want a frenzied catalyst to set my world back on point. To pick up my feet and sprint on my toes. To melt the ice and feel the pavement. To live continuously without lull.
I want
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