Drowning in ourselves

Foot: "How did we find ourselves here? I never thought I'd say it, but I AM STRUGGLING in this relationship."

Hand: (rouses self from trancelike stare) "The way out is clear. Just take a deep breath and put one foot in front of the other."

Foot:"I used to admire it, but you're optimism is a facade. I've had it with this. Get out of my way, before I trample you."