A recovery from anxiety overload day.
I think my body is literally allergic to anxiety. I am breaking out and itching and this happens when things get to a certain point.
Okay. I've swallowed that pill. I had a little talk to myself and said, "So- what's the worst thing that can happen? What's the best?"
I need to take the trash. I need to take a walk. The air is so very heavy with rain perhaps coming.
The zebra-winged butterflies cannot leave the firespike alone. Every time I look, they are fluttering and feeding there.
Today is a I will note the butterflies feeding all day long day.
Today is an I will be quiet day.
Today is the only day I have today sort of day.
If that makes sense.