He was in over his head, that much was certain. He had gotten himself stuck in a no win situation, caught between his head and his heart, and there was no way he could see to have it all.

He could either choose to stay in the same stagnant waters he had been in for years that reeked of rot and decomposition, or he could choose the fresh, sweet spring that he found bubbling up out of no where in his world again.

The choice before him made his head spin wildly.

Sammie Scribbles Weekend Writing Prompt

Use the word “spin” and write a piece of poetry or prose in exactly 92 words.

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