And I’m free…free fallin’…

You know that one dream where you’re endlessly falling through a vast nothingness of white? Yeah, I just woke up from that dream, with a rather terrifying ending. I was falling for what seemed like an eternity, until I hit a huge, ice cold body of water. I couldn’t come up for air, though. I kept sinking deeper and deeper, until finally, my body reflexively gasped for air, which flooded my lungs with ice cold water. I couldn’t breathe. I woke up with a jump, gasping for air.

This is how I’ve been feeling for quite some time now, fighting for one last breath of air, but failing, falling deeper and deeper into a dark abyss, and along the way, there  have been situations in which I’ve felt as though some added weight is thrown on top of me, resulting in my sinking lower.

Will I ever hit bottom? That remains to be seen.

However, I’m going to keep fighting to reach the surface for that gasp of air.