Stuck in Texas, Stuck in My Head…

StuckRight now, I am literally stuck in one spot. In this case, Texas. But let’s talk about this in both the abstract and the concrete.

Because feeling stuck isn’t just about being physically in one place. It’s about being trapped in your own thoughts. It’s about the stillness forcing you to confront things you usually outrun.

Let’s Break It Down…

🌀 Anxiety – That feeling of I should be moving, I should be making progress, I should, I should, I should. But what if stillness is the lesson? What if this pause isn’t about delay, but about gathering strength for what’s next?

💭 Loneliness – Even surrounded by support, even with check-ins from people who love me, there’s still that quiet hum in the background. The one that whispers, “You’re doing this alone.” Except I’m not. And that realization—that the road is long but the connections are real—is everything.

👀 Self-Confronting – Nothing like a forced pause to make you sit with your own bullshit. The unprocessed thoughts, the things I’ve been carrying that don’t belong to me, the old stories that need rewriting. I’m here, I’m listening.

💡 Joyful A-ha’s – Those moments where a song, a conversation, or just the absurdity of this entire situation reminds me, I GET TO DO THIS. How wild, how rare, how absolutely f***ing cool is that?

❤️ Gratitude – For the safe space I have to rest. For a wonderful Old Grad who is wise beyond her years and truly sitting in her own. Proud of you, chica. For the friends who check in constantly—maybe because they love me, or maybe because they have a secret side bet on what ridiculous thing I’ll encounter next. (#MentalFitnessBingo, anyone?)

And Then, Let’s Expand…

🎶 How Music Instantly Transports Me – One song, and suddenly I’m somewhere else. Back on a beach. In a past life. In the future, dancing in a kitchen I haven’t even lived in yet. Music is time travel, and right now, it’s keeping me sane.

🎒 Carrying the Burdens of Others – I do this instinctively. Always have. But what about trusting others to help carry mine? That’s the harder part. The one I’m learning, step by step.

🛤 The Road Ahead – Texas stretches before me like an endless horizon of questions and discovery. This state is massive, but so is the journey inside my own head. I am walking both.

And for now? I sit in the stillness. Until it’s time to move again.

Gertrude update: 

The manufacturer has been amazing and are sending me her new parts.  I expect to be back on the road again in a couple of days

#KeepMePosted #WalkingAcrossAmerica #MentalFitness #HotFlashesAndHighways #OneStepAtATime

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