Repeat

Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

Wash. Dry. Wear.

I feel stuck.
Somewhere between the rinse cycle and dry mode, Im afraid.
Stuck in the same rut I was in a few weeks ago. Never really got out of it. So I guess I would technically still be in it.
Stuck doing the same thing. Day in. And day out. Everyday. And everyday in between.
Stuck.
Waking up. Going through the routine. Going to bed. Waking up. Going through the routine. Going to bed.
Everything is the same.
Everyday.
I wake up. And eventually. Go to bed.
What happens in between is as familiar as the peanut butter and jelly between bread. It just is.
The same as it was yesterday. And the day before. And the day before.
Afraid of change. Afraid of the rut.
Stuck.
But then again, there is nothing new about that.
Rinse. Later. Repeat.
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