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So I think I just figured this out. My anxiety bothers me when I am usually in an inactive state (trying to sleep, sitting on the couch) or calmly driving down the road. It seems that anxiety sort of makes its own form of faux adrenaline, vs the adrenaline I got running back to my house after the car ran out of gas at the end of the street today in the bitter cold!!
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Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die. R.I.P. Bandit 7-12-08 I love you I miss you.
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