I feel trapped even though everything appears to be right here. For, unbeknownst to those in the neighborhood there are pockets of quicksand that pull me down, way down. Once I escape from one pocket and feel peace, I suddenly find another just around the corner that quickly has me sinking. Realistically, I should just get away and settle for something far away from this trap but I’m afraid that what is outside may not be actually better for me. Should I really give up everything for some peace of mind or keep attempting to find a way to scuttle through as I walk through a maze of pins and needles?