in limbo

I am losing myself
and it is a perfect day to do so. they sky is grey and plenty the opportunities but they drift by just as the clouds do and lack of mobility and activity leads you to the strangest corners of the town. the same, still the same. because, explorer spirits don't have access to limbo, it is the perfect down ward spiral and nobody to blame. everything is better now. the past. the memories. the tomorrow. never the now because the now has been caught and murdered by my own greedy self.
the problem with limbo is, when you jump you still just hang in there.
and then, trying to break it,
I destroy everything
including
the me and the myself

what remains is the I and the eye of the beholder

it is

..

so. - strange