Motion Without a Line
There is a particular kind of overwhelm that doesn’t feel like being stuck. It feels like the opposite. You’re flooded with energy, with ideas, with urgency. You want to move, you feel like you should move, and everything around you seems to be asking you to. The pressure builds. So you move.
And then you move again. And then again.
And somehow, three weeks later, nothing has actually changed. You’ve been busy (genuinely, effortfully busy), but there’s a creeping sense that you’ve been running in place. Or worse, that for every step forward you’ve taken two back. The energy was real. The movement was real. But it didn’t land anywhere.