I feel like my life has stalled. All the goals I made for 2020 are no longer possible to reach. I've been waiting to see if my job will exist in the next two weeks. I was waiting to move out this month so I could then open myself up to new people, experiences, and dating opportunities. I was waiting to start that job to re-invent myself this year.

It's so selfish, really, to be thinking this when the world is turning upside down. I'm healthy, and my loved ones are safe. I'm grateful for technology that helps to keep me in touch with my loved ones.

But, now, I just feel stuck, more than ever, playing the waiting game to see if my life will move in the direction I want it to. It's this time of uncertainty and fear that has increased my anxiety about the world and whether my future will pan out the way I've dreamt.

All I can do now is hope things move along.

Waiting.

Again.