Pendulous

I wrote this on my lunch break for whatever reason.

I'm in over my head again. Pardon my liberal use of metaphors involving the ocean. I stepped in still clueless on the mechanics of floating, you tried to throw me a life preserver and of course I refused.

Then on the way home I felt almost the opposite of this. Like I might have thrown her overboard, which I never could've predicted happening ever. Then again this could all be stemming from a lot of false bravado. Only time will tell... deja vu.