Spiral

Have you ever seen those donations cones? It’s a huge funnel, where you put a quarter in a slot and it spirals down until it drops in the bottom container.

This is a symbolism of 2015 of my life. It all started on the downward spiral with my grandfather passing away. And it just seems like each thing is closer and closer to the bucket, to the breaking point it seems. One thing, after another, after another, and not being able to stop and breathe. I feel like I’m drowning. It feels like I’m suffocating and can’t catch a breath.

I’m counting down the days til 2016. I just want this fucking year to be over and done with.

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