another day in paradise

 

I am definitely feeling weird, confused. Not the same way I felt when I quit my job and became uninvolved, but something unsettling is stalking inside me.

In the head, squiggly black lines scratch everywhere, bumping into each other, and make me get up and pace. My stomach feels nauseous, gooey stuff chugging. The hands itch, and legs jiggly. I am anxious.

My dogs look at me quizzically, uncertain, and try to focus on the outside, where nature hums with normalcy.

 

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