pause

I’m not stuck. I’m moving perfectly fine however the air in my rear tires has been running low

and Noah has a toothache 

And I don’t know how much longer I can keep up the illusion 

that I can do this

This past year put a lot of people on a level playing field mentally, you could say it leveled us 

So it’s more “normal” to be struggling. It’s more acceptable to admit you’re struggling without judgment. I guess. 

It’s starting to feel too dark in here, and you know I’m always always shining my light in search of more light. 

I’m not stuck. I’m just going to sit down for a moment and soak in my own light. It feels like everything is on fire! But it’s not. 

I can do this.