I'm scared now. Energy has been dispersed and thoughts are trying to kick in. The physiological responses to this type of stress do not seem to have completely changed yet. I just fought off a rush of adrenaline and panic. Some where in my head I thought of running to the bed and hiding from the light in the room. as I sit here writing this I feel as if I am un worthy of the opportunities before me. as if by some stretch of my own imagination i am trying to convince myself to let the confidence fade and return to the easy comfortable way of doing nothing.
But I don't want or need this right now. I've got a cliché to edify, a life to reclaim, and a risk to take. So just creep up on me a bit there old school thought patterns and awkwardly triggered aging neural pathways. IF that's all ya got then I should be popping a bottle of Champaign.
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