She had packed eveything up into the van. Well, not everything. Just what could fit and somewhat mattered. She only brought what she could connect to. Or so she hoped.
She wanted to move on with what was just necessary. Yet, her insecurities seemed to spill out into her physical space. Things didn’t fill aligned and as such even the van was stuck in mud.
She knew she had to purify her own muddy soul. The van needed a push as did she. She rolled up her sleeves and summoned her superpowers pushing all the mud out.
She was to be unstuck.