change. it is the single constant

I wrote this several years ago. I share it now not because it is accurate today - but rather because it is not. So no matter what you're dealing with right now please remember it is not permanent, the good or the bad. Life moves.  Life changes.  Those that survive the ucky parts are the ones who realize the cycle. It is real. And it can be a real drag. But it does move. 

somewhere along the way the wheels got sideways - but the engine never turned off.  so instead of the smooth ride on a scenic path i have been on and contributed to, i find myself in a terribly bumpy ride with tires skidding and grinding - no longer turning.  it is a miserable place to be.  there is so much smoke from the skid that it is hard to breathe.  the tire has accepted it's new way of travel and is growing thin - weary of being beaten, vibrated, shook. 

never before has such a downward spiral taken so long
it is as if the world is moving at it's normal pace
and my life is slowly unraveling
but instead of hitting bottom and being finished - something above and out of my sight is adding more and more thread to be unraveled

am i supposed to gather all of the thread and keep it
am i supposed to put it in a neat little pile
am i supposed to push it back to its original shape
or am i supposed to make something out of it

love isnt supposed to hurt like this
it is supposed to bring you joy and happy and help

or is it