And at that moment I was stuck like a frozen river. Like nothing is holding me back nothing is keeping me moving forward. I am still. My feet are inside the sand above which water is floating and syncing with waves. I can see the sunshine seeping into my eyes, slightly opened from the edge of my cornea, I can feel words behind my tongue, hiding yet trying to come out and I know that I am not dead because there is a rhythm in which my heart is whispering to my ears that I am not shattered, I am tired.

– Feeling stuck is just a phase.