SoCS “u” — 8.13.22

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is starts with “u.” Find a word that starts with the letter “u” and use it however you’d like. Bonus points if it’s the first word in your post. Enjoy!

Until my mobility returns, with a surgery to replace both knees, I’m stuck in inertia.
When I get my financial situation stabilized, then I can leave inertia.
Until my trauma therapy kicks in, I’m stuck in inertia.

Unless COVID stops being a problem, I’ll live in isolation, stuck in inertia.
If my chronic pain doesn’t lessen, I’m stuck in inertia.
Unless my imposter syndrome vanishes, I’m stuck in inertia.

Until, when, unless, if, if only, wish… meanwhile, Earth isn’t in inertia. It keeps spinning.
Life goes on, flowing, with or without me, not caring one whit for my untils and unlesses.
Wishing I had someone’s strong arms wrapped around me and an I love you whispered in my ear, longing for my heart to soar, does nothing for the inertia, no matter how true.

All that inertia brings is more inertia.

The world won’t wait for my untils to manifest. There is no one here to fix things, or change things, except… me. In the end, no matter who we are, no matter what our circumstances, no matter who is in our lives, life—and how we respond to it—always boils down to ourselves. Friends, family, lovers can help and be supportive; doctors can provide the means to encourage healing; but underneath it all—it comes down to me.

(I don’t claim this to be a poem. When I’m in certain moods, my brain talks to me in lines and stanzas, even in IMs and emails. Yes, odd.)

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What I was listening to while writing this: