I am changing up my "odd thoughts" and turning them into "first drafts". What better way to view the metamorphosis? Maybe it will be a Luna Moth, or maybe a Mud Dauber. My penchant for wordy mouthfuls will certainly do me in, but at least I can share how I make them more digestible. ...Not the best metaphoric segue, so it's a good thing this isn't a recipe blog.

Perpetual Liminality (1st Edit)

Stuck smells 
       of earth
notes of 
       stagnation
subtle 
hints of 
        budding 
        resentment

Stuck proofs
        like sourdough
subsists
	on itself
endowed
famine
	ferments 
	to rise

Stuck begets
	constance
affixed
	hesitance
hints of
fear
	abstain
	change


Original Instagram Story:
I think one of the worst feelings may be the feeling of being stuck.
Stuck between hope & fear...
Stuck between the known & unknown...
Stuck between complacence & contentment...
Stuck in ambivalence...
Stuck in idleness...
Stuck in industry...
I fear failure almost as much as I fear success
and every deathday puts me back into place
Like a record made to break
I think one of the worst feelings is feeling broken and on repeat.