Nineteen days.There is a restlessness in my belly during this countdown. Knots trying to unite thems
Nineteen days.There is a restlessness in my belly during this countdown. Knots trying to unite themselves.apprehension, excitementanxiety, pleasuredisquiet, knowingnot knowing, comfortHome. Home?unease, groundedsecond-guess, doubtlessunnerved, unflappableIt is the automatic response system. Have not felt it in a while. Guess I should be glad it is doing its job, moving between fight or flight or stay. It keeps us from making stupid decisions. In overdrive, it keeps us from living. There is a balance, and I will find it; I have before. Not worried, just need to let things unfold, and trust. Agent 355 -- source link