A Day Late and 1000 Words Short

I’m stuck. But, I have been stuck before.  I have been stuck in strange countries.  I have been stuck in toxically bad relationships and their constricting borders of familiar addictive entanglements endured.  I have been stuck in good relationships, too, burdened with the accompanying responsibilities of unbalanced compromises and the one-sided sacrifices made to support the rotting foundations of a well-intentioned mistake that collapsed anyway, despite the best of my efforts. It feels like the rest of the world is stuck right along with me tonight.  Everywhere there is pressing, palpable hesitation.  There are the lingering unanswered questions regarding who is essential and who might be considered sacrificial in the grand scheming of an economy’s restart.  There are concerns about the hours, seldom accurately posted, but …

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