There’s that feeling of paranoia again.
I feel that something is to happen really soon. But I ain’t got the slightest idea.

Anywho, I know my mind has been relaxed lately and I haven’t been thinking much about anything lately since it had someone doing cartwheels inside it for the past couple of months.
But quite recently, there’s a riot building up inside my head. I haven’t been vocal about it lately and I have been trying to avoid dealing with it to make it easier on myself and the people around me.
But it ain’t making things easier.
In fact, It’s been bothering me even more by the minute.
As I journey into this marathon that we call life, I feel that the people I’m racing it with are either passing me by, falling back or plainly just disappearing on me, and as I strive and push harder to get to that black and white checkered flag; the sky becomes darker and the roads have become narrower and I’m breathing heavier, gasping for air. Almost as if your walking through a gigantic funnel, starting at the wide end going to the narrow and almost shut end.
And the only exit you see is a small speck of white light shining upon the end of that narrow road which is a few thousand miles into the future. And I’m tellin’ ya, the future looks dim for this lonely fucker.

I guess it’s just a phase, another hurdle that I have to jump over.
As an optimist might put it.

Fuck it, I’m out.