It is heavy upon me. It overwhelms me at times. Most of the time I cruise along…feeling the peace, the calm, the laid back-ness self. But it has caught up to me, the weight of it all. How do I get out of the middle of the oreo cookie. I am mush in the middle. But I want to break apart. Break free of what the typical me looks like. I want to crumble. But how do I separate? I feel it. But I don’t move with it.