dead man walking

Not tearing my hair out, but I can definitely feel my brain sloshing around in there. It’s the goosebumps on my skin, the itches that only scream louder when you scratch them. All the things you can never really get rid of but come in waves. Like, how do you deal with that? Ignore it till it breaks you down one random day? Everyone has their shattering point. I wonder if I have a ‘rising above all my trials’ point. Maybe it’s something I need to cultivate. It’s much easier to destroy than to create, after all. But really, I think it’s the movement. Sometimes you just gotta go go go! and the rest follows. Stuck in my head so much I’m paralyzed. Tomorrow I’ll try to get up, get out, and get over it.