Stairs of life

Life is so odd, i find myself stuck on the past. Yet reaching for the future. i break my ankle on the stairs and fall back to the past often. Its like trying to climb up a thousand old stairs, some steps are too long or too high, sometimes the best thing to do is just find a good spot to stay, rest your broken limbs. They wont heal properly if you dont. And maybe. Just maybe. Someone will climb those stairs and find you.