So, yeah, I'm having a panic attack and I thought I'd try writing until the meds kick in. I've noticed that Monkey #3 doesn't like it when I have panic attacks, she gets all stressed out in her little womb which just makes me freak out more. My hands are all shaky and my heart's racing. I'm worried about a million things I don't really have much control over and I'm worried about the million things I need to do before the baby arrives (in October). Damnit. I can't write like this (4:05PM)
the next day, 3:14pm... Panic attacks are pure evil. Had a rough morning. Beginning to see how huge a correlation panic has toward all the other daily crap one has to deal with. Maybe I'll be able to write tonight. Right now I need to calm the f* down. (And I'm sure my spell check isn't working which really doesn't help any)
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