Floating

Floating.  It’s exactly how I’m feeling.  Just floating around, not making a mark.  Maybe I am inside a bubble.

I used to equate “floating” with freedom.  Now, it seems like my “floating” equates to unintended avoidance.  As if I’m just hovering over the surface area called life.  Floating around life.  Not doing or touching upon real things, real issues.

I’m in this bubble of apathy… and it needs to be popped.

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