Stuck is where I am.
But truth be told, that’s where I have been for the longest time.
Nothing to do with the pandemic.
Nothing to do with my lack of oomph for fiction writing.
Nothing to do with my enhanced role as a caregiver.
It has everything to do with being half a century old now and fearing that I’ll die without discovering how close I could get to being the best version of myself for…me, myself and I.
Oh so stuck.
Tell me have you ever felt so stuck that you have no clue how to take action?