I find myself in a mode of response that I cannot define as either numbness or acceptance. In the midst of constant stress of mind and body I am calm. But the calm seems eerie. I do not feel a fight or flight response. Either I have achieved a significant milestone or I have, at long last, gone numb to daily stimuli. Answers elude me. Shock and awe of how difficult life can become illicit an action or a short-lived sting to my system. The response does not last. The waters close over the point where the stone made a splash, the resultant ripples widen out heading towards the shoreline of my psyche. They do no arrive. They do not disturb.
Have I arrived or did the train run off the track a few miles back? I cannot say. An uncomfortable inertia holds me in this place. Numbness or acceptance? I dunno!
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