Thoughts, they kill, don’t they?
Though I feel relatively fine, but during these times who the fuck knows. And of course, all the work I’ve been doing on my anxiety all came crashing down. Here I am, again the nervous wreck.
I really, really, really hope my fears get proven wrong.
In the meantime, it’s the waiting part that is choking me. A bit sad on how quickly I typed the “choking” part, when it’s only the first day of waiting out of possible five. It’s been only 24 hours, (at least) 4 more days to go. There are always books to read, Taskmaster episodes to binge on, or hell, I don’t know, work to catch on with maybe, but obviously my mind is somewhere else, isn’t it?
Oh well. Let’s hope the swab test result comes out negative.
In the meantime, it’s back to working at home we go.
