It Had to Happen

It had to happen, one way or another, didn’t it? I shouldn’t be surprised. We all know it was just a matter of time. Am I scared? Shit, I’m scared. I can’t really do anything about it. All I can do now is wait for it to happen. I can see it happening in front of me now. It’s terrifyingly beautiful. It’s like watching a tidal wave 500 feet tall coming towards you, standing and watching, waiting. It crests… the frothiness at the very tip is just leading on to a grand follow-through. I am powerless to avoid this. Here it comes, it keeps getting closer, and it’s taking up everything in sight, swallowing me whole! It is closing in on me, I feel myself getting tighter inside. My heart is pulling me inside; I felt my grip on reality slipping. Everything was pulling itself away from me, stretched ever further, ever further into the center. I could no longer move, I could not feel. I could not move my head; my vision was fixed on the infinitely deep foreground in front of me.