Adrift
I am untethered
A green globe drifting, floating
Party balloon of the gods
A foiled favor gone too far, let go
Having given up the ghost
Denied the host
A proper gift, goodbye
I will not be played with
POP!
-a.r.
Painting: Green Balloon by Tonya Engel
Reposted because I seem to be adrift lately, and there is no sign of settling in the near future. POP!
sometimesihatemycat 
yep, me too; I’m beginning to think that adrift is normal
Yes, that is indeed the irony. Drift is the “normal” and feeling settled is the momentary blip.