QWOP, Day 19:
At times life toys with you, in rare moments where you become self aware, stare down at your legs, and wonder how the hell your brain is managing to guide you along these paved labyrinths. A singular moment before freaking out and hoping you don’t suddenly forget how it all works and fall to your embarrassing doom.
This track is that moment, personified, ad infinitum.
This track that whispers false hopes is that reality come true: like waking to find you really didn’t wear your pants to school/work/of course you’re now standing in a public place and not just, like, your bedroom or something.
Now that I acknowledge it I hope to combat it, facing my feet demons on this long orange road. Admitting you have a problem is the first step to overcoming it, so if you could tell me, please, is my leg’s prognosis really that bad?