Tree Hugger

it's one of those days when i've woken up with vertigo. feeling like a cat stuck way up a tree wondering how the hell i am going to get down. how the hell i got up in the first place. it's a commun occurance for me. every five years or so since i was about 19 i would suddenly just freeze. and then i would climb up a few more branches. which means that by now i am pretty goddam high up this tree and swinging back and forth in stomach churning abandon.

let go. says a voice.

letgoletgoletgoletgoletgo

i can't

i'll fall

it's damn lonely in this tree