So.. do you ever just have a sense of dread? A feeling of foreboding, that something bad is about to happen, something is hanging over you and is about to fall? And even when you know what "it" is, you don't know when it will happen or entirely what the repercussions will be? And you can feel it, deep inside of you, this feeling of waiting.. waiting for the shoe to drop. And the longer you wait, the harder it is to breathe, and you feel it there, hanging.. almost like the cosmic void knows that just the waiting itself is tearing you up inside, possibly more than the actual event you are dreading even will.
I'm finding it hard to breathe this morning. I feel like I can't concentrate on anything because my mind keeps slipping back to this one place and the worry, the stress, the wondering. And sure, it'll all work out in the end, but at what cost? And when will this feeling, a feeling like someone is pressing hard against my chest so my lungs can not fully inflate, when will this go away and I can breathe easy again?
