Failing to Cope With The Weight of Rapid Change

Photo by averie woodard

I’ve been staring at this blank page, preparing to write this article, stress eating popcorn, fidgeting in my chair, wishing I could do anything else.

I’ve taken goofy videos of myself singing. I’ve re-read text messages from my lover. I’ve almost gotten up to go smoke a bowl but fought hard with myself to stay in this chair.