hanging_on_for_dear_life Jenna I am on the edge of a sandy cliff, hanging on by the tips of my fingers. I am alone. I try to take a stronger hold, but the earth crumbles in my hand. Sand spills into my eyes and rocks bash my skull. I use one hand to wipe my face, using my other to completely support myself. I feel my grip slipping, and it seems like the easiest thing to do would be to simply let go. To give up. There seems to be no end in sight. I feel like by holding on, I am only prolonging my suffering. I want to free-fall into nothingness. Embrace chaos. Just let go and let whatever happens, happen. Why am I so tired? ~ 020123 what's it to you? who go blather from