A week can stall in the limbo of a change that's started but not finished, leaving you neither here nor there.

Yellow giving to teal, a quicksilver line. It sounds like water over stones and tastes faintly of mint.

An unfinished change can make a whole week feel like waiting in a hallway. It moves you nowhere — it holds a clear line through the in-between, so the limbo can be lived as a passage rather than a trap.