Sometimes a phrase stays stuck in one’s head. A phrase runneth over. A phrase on repeat. Today, it was a random phrase of swiss cheese and molasses. I kept repeating that phrase to myself.
Swiss cheese and molasses. It captures my life perfectly right now. There are so many ways for things to slip through and on by. No solid piece. That’s the Swiss cheese part.
Now, as for the molasses. Well, there is so much that just seems to be thick, heavy, and slow. Can’t speed some things up. And, thus can feel stuck. Can feel like movement will never come.