The days seem to never end and the work circles around me like a tornado of to-dos, almosts, and never enoughs. The cycle seems endless. Futile. So, I leave. I just walk out. No one even looks up. That's how irrelevant my life has become. My body may be imprisoned in place on this treadmill of unending demands but my mind is gone. I'm lost. I'm floating. Or am I walking? I'm blissfully disoriented. I'm finally freed. The sea of my mind is a beautiful place.