I feel untethered

And I’ve always been a tethered soul

Have you ever just floated?

Have you ever just been?

Without really knowing where you’re being?

I’m generally really good about living life leaping off cliffs

But I’m not actually sure where I’ve landed

The days go by and I do the things

I’m supposed to do

Say yes, when I’m supposed to , and no, when I should

I buy the groceries

I make the food

I eat the food

But I don’t know where I am

I have always been good at being in multiple realities

In front of me, there is a street sign, each sign pointing in a different direction

As if I should go this way or that way or the other way or I should stop

Who can handle so many different directives all at once

When nothing feels like it’s the right way I’m supposed to go

I’m sitting in a chair

But at any moment that too can cease to exist

I suppose it will just be another Cliff

Is this what life is?

A series of trapdoors we fall into an out of

Tumbling

Waving at and smiling at those we pass by

Until finally, we land

I’m ready to land