when you look up

Its so hard to remember how to live. How to just..be. But the problem is I want to do more than just be,..I want to run after life. But I cant remember how to be. So I need to keep running anyway..like running in the dark. Thankfully I have a light.

the ceiling is spinning but then i look closer and realize its only me. This is the skin we hide behind.

~the spinner~