I feel stuck in a point of transition, a point of change, but nothing is changing.
I feel like I am waiting for something, but I am not quite sure for what.
I have a lovely life. Our life is good. Our life is full.
But I need something, a shift.
A project, a race, a trip, a plan, a change, something.
Something to plan for, to get excited about, something new.
I am having a case of the Sundays, but it is Friday.
Maybe it is just a moment. Maybe tomorrow I will feel settled.
I feel misplaced.