Gravity?

Just that morning in which i was driving through the busy traffic on the main avenue, i was thinking about the gravity. When i was still halfway up the bridge, and still advancing, I thought of the meaning of the word placebo, which led me to think in the band of the same name. Placebo is a thing that doesn’t have a long term effect, i think. Every day i am looking for one so it doesn’t affect me the idiots in the street or to worry if i’m late, or even if i’m going to go back home or not. I usually thought, that my placebo is related to the acceleration of gravity, it is dependendant on your feet lying firmly in the ground while your mind, which resists to obey the laws of physics, floats in all directions. But today, the mental strength that was opposing to the gravity overcame me, and a series of thoughts were shot in my head around the shadows. I thought as i walked, that the shadows haunt us and mock us, feed on us and vomit, spit in our face, they make us fall. I kept walking, thinking about the gravity that allowed me to do it. Gravity is a constant, but the shadows aren’t. The method of gravity is placebo after placebo, you won’t let me lie, and i don’t know how is it going to flow every day, but there is something that does change. And you just stick to gravity, wheter you’re on the ground or a few meters on a bridge at seven in the morning.