The current in the river of my life carries me right now. I do not swim. This seems to imply that I drift, at ease, laying back on my water. This is not the case. I am just so immersed in my river, my current is so strong, it pushes me forward, forcefully. And I am so exhausted, I just let it. I cannot say I am unhappy about this. But I do feel out of control of my own life at times.
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