i feel stuck. in a place that i no longer want to be in.
i have hopes and dreams to create a new life.
and i feel stuck.
that there isn’t enough to undo what we have
and build what we want
and we paste our happiness together with wasting draining things
and i’m scared that the very act of thinking and planning and wanting
tips off our actions and they cannot continue to grow
and yet i have hope
i feel and want to trust those feeling that this is the answer and the direction and the place
we’re supposed to go.
i’m just lost as far as how to make it there
and afraid that this here now is the most good enough it will be
and from that this unraveling of the life we’re created in south dakota
will be an end without a new beginning.
but but but.
i can’t be stopped by what ifs
i need to live. i need to build. i need to create my own life.