This girl is no apex predator.
My glass is always at midpoint.
Yet I could literally drown myself in self pity.
And I'm about up to my hips in disdain.
Six feet deep in a predetermined hole
leaves a rare species with few options to begin with
even fewer still.
I suppose I could get used to the mud,
except there's a learning curve.
It's difficult to wade through the ground
when you've been treading neck deep through the water
throughout the entire duration of your lowly existence.
They keep telling me evolution is always inevitable.