Crumbs in my bed

Every time I move my legs, they brush against something rough underneath the covers. I need to stop eating in bed. It's probably the Cocoa Krispies Cereal Straws. I keep trying to brush off the invisible particles, but I can never get them all.

I'm trying to think about everything -- to clear up everything in my head while swiping mindlessly at the neverending cluster of crumbs. Thinking back to the beginning of this year until now, so much has happened, yet so little has happened. I feel like for every step forward that I'm taking, I'm taking two steps back. That I'm moving, but instead of getting anywhere, I'm back at that same fork in the road that I thought I had already passed a little while back.

is it my fault? you can only blame other people for so long.

It doesn't matter how fast you're going when you're going in circles.

Brush it off.