Fucking Fuck
It's a "Steph-ism."
Words I repeat often.
Sometimes, too often.
Fucking fuck.
A combination of anger, frustration, uncertainty and curiosity.
Perhaps it denotes I'm out of control?
At a loss?
Done with life - or at least this particular human existence?
Ready to start again and hit that reset button?
Perhaps I'm done with this expression that is "Stephanie Moxey?"
So many questions.
But for now, I rest in the uncertainties and the unknown.
Grateful for the exhale and the space to utter "Fucking fuck" as I attempt to figure my shit out.