Some days I feel like a shark

Some days I feel like a shark.  Like today.

Not in the apex predator sense of being shark, but in the sense that like a shark, I need to keep swimming.  A shark needs to keep swimming, or else, they either 1, sink or 2, drown (in the case of Oceanic sharks, they need to stay moving to move water over their gills to breathe).

I wish I can stop swimming.  Just for a bit.  Sometimes.  Somedays.  One day, I pray.