I want.

I came home from my therapy appointment today and curled up in a cocoon. Wrapped in a warm, fuzzy blanket, I lay on the couch, staring out the window…paralyzed by a brain that thinks, and thinks, and thinks.

I. am. SO. Frustrated.

I want to move. I want to grow. I want to bust out of the funk that I have been trapped in for months and months.

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