I'm beginning to like it
That slipshod aura of being
overly-stressed and sleep-deprived
The rocking, rolling motion
accompanied by the distinct feeling
that 'reality' is not as real
as one thinks
The prickly, pins & needles,
whats-going-to-happen-next sensation
of prevailing in the ambiguous spot
Yes I'm beginning to like it
And that scares me just a little bit