Some Times

Ever had a moment that felt like squandered time carry you like driftwood on a rapid river current, against your will into a state of bliss? You give in to the moment of surrender in agony because sentience and instincts tremble on the edge of oblivion. Overcoming the big fear, your body slackens and you decide to enjoy the journey of what very well might be going to hell in a hand basket. But when the rapids calm and the waters still, you find yourself afloat and very much alive.