Both rewarded and punished, for taking the bait, with aggressive regression to a simpler state. In adrenaline's wake, you're surrounded by fear. Just a small price to pay when it all seems so clear.
I'm out of desperate measures and it's only just begun. Off to a running start, but now there's nowhere left to run. I need to catch my breath, but that's a risk I just can't take. There's so much ground to cover and still far too much at stake.
A peculiar somnambulation, inspired by a dream, just a fight of imagination ... insane as it may seem. Creating nothing but allusions, albeit with the best intent. Leading to all the wrong conclusions and a great deal of embarrassment.
I hate to admit it, but I'm starting to see that my comfort zone is growing smaller than me. A slow suffocation, removing all doubt that I must find a reason to find a way out.
Caught completely unaware, I never thought that I should care or in any way prepare for the possibility that what seemed an apparition was just pattern recognition and an overdue admission that I'm not where I should be.
But then again, it's hard to tell. It might, but maybe not. Oh well. I think it could be ... tough to say. Just too many shades of gray and far too much uncertainty in any possibility that I just don't know what to do. I think I'll have to think it through.