Deeper and deeper.
That whole post about independence was definitely a fucking figment of my imagination. Who was I kidding? The only thing that changes is how much ground is left under my feet.
And there's not much left. What were you thinking? What the fuck? What's wrong with you? How could you?
And I'm arguing with myself again. How can I win?
It just never ends. Never.

But tomorrow, I will feel different. Same with the next day, and the next..