A Some What Graceful Progression

Spinning may describe this feeling. The one where your so near to being ok, that your caught in a straining state. Straining for the brighter day add you saw in the news paper. How convenient would this picturesque life be? With out the struggle, perhaps without the spinning,spinning,spinning. What sort of contentment or joy might one find? Would there be any? Do all of these question marks make you uneasy, or is it just me?