I’m stuck in stasis. Just waiting for something to happen. Anything to happen. Anything to make me feel like I’m moving forward. I just had a pleasant chat with my Mom. Seriously. As much as she drives me crazy, as much as I can’t stand her: One thing is for sure. She gets me.
So, I’m waiting. My light just told me to stop wallowing. To go do something. He is right. I should. But, waiting takes up so much time.