Stuck isn't a word I use lightly.
Stuck means having no way out like a spoon in a peanut butter jar; sticky and thick. I'm not stuck here with chains around my feet and tape on my mouth. No one is. There's a map projecting through my eyes and a plan of a journey I hope to proceed. New journals are awaiting my presence with the adventures my mind revels in. Mistakes are in the past along with self doubt and objection to start living. A new year is coming up and I intend on making it a productive year. No more sitting in my bed from when the light hides out until it reveals itself at dawn. Self pity is destructive and selfish to what I can and want to do.
I'm not stuck anywhere besides my own mind.
-Sophia Safdieh
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