Shot up out of sleep but not bed where
I remained for a while having a panic attack
with suddenly everything I have to do (again,
like an echo). I’d been up most of the night
working out on paper in coordination with my
working out on paper in coordination with my
big spreadsheet some sort of budget that night
progressed into morning began to feel less and less
manageable. It’s manageable. But is it? No. Like
that.... This is a similar feeling to the one I was
having last week during the meltdown. There was
having last week during the meltdown. There was
a meltdown? Is this what’s really happening? Is
this how I’m really feeling? No. I’m stressed
about friends and the lack thereof. About long-
term goals that remain unmet. About how to pick up
some coffee, Splenda, half & half, laundry detergent,
call the overdue card people. The numbers, though.....
call the overdue card people. The numbers, though.....