Monday, February 02, 2015

Stuck


I don’t know what it is. I seem to be suffering from some kind of cerebral paralysis; something as impenetrable as the proverbial brick wall is standing between where I am trying to get and me. I’ve been here before, but never at this level. The irony in that statement is simple enough – whatever it was before, I overcame it or went around it or some other way moved past it. “This level” means I have moved beyond where I was when I got “stuck” before. But at some point the bottom will fall out. At some point, stuck is where I stay. I will have maxed out. The problem is, although I have climbed a long way up the ladder, I can’t stay here. And now it’s a long way down.

I hate this shit.

1 comment:

A Katy Did Gig said...

...and such is life. Once you accept it, you can move on. Sometimes even, no movement is good.