I have this knot in my throat. The kind of knot that makes it hurt to swallow. I feel like I’m in the belly of the proverbial beast; my heart is racing and my breath is labored.
Oh, these damn butterflies – the unrelenting fluttering and quake in my stomach – make me want to curl up under my desk and wish this biochemical psychological shitstorm away.
This high level of anxiousness makes me ready for battle. But, for what? Why am I in this state today?
I think this is my body’s way of craving adventure. I’ve been hiding under rocks, under blankets, and under books. Perhaps this sudden wave of tension is my brain telling me to get out and experience that scary, weird world out there.
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I’m telling you sister we are like Tomax and Xamot (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tomax_and_Xamot) with how we seem to have these episodes at the same effing time! My new job has got me feeling the same way!