I don't want to describe my situation as stuck.
Because that's not how I feel.
So,
I guess I'll call it still.
I'm Waiting and thinking and meditating.
Not stagnant
But also not running.
I am content, even in the midst of external pressure to not be
and an internal voice that whispers "this might be all there is."
This is not a waiting for God's time stillness
Or a the universe knows best thing
This is me being fine.
Truly fine.
With where I'm at right now.