A Loop.

I seem to be stuck in a loop of constant relocation and reset. Falling down a rabbit hole of sameness, living the same different day over and over again. I never know what's coming, but I know I won't expect it, and in a way, that is oxymoronic. I'm flying through brand new skies every day, but all I can focus on is the beating of my wings up and down and up and down until I have nowhere to go but down. Falling down, breaking free, starting over on this toxic loop.