Impressive how the course of my life changed in a few weeks. I could never have guessed how far from my objectives I would get and still be so close to achieving them. What intrigued me the most while I sat on the kitchen counter was how a single person was responsible for most of those changes.
I couldn't sleep even though my body requested it with urgency. My mind was too electric to settle down, thoughts were coming and going at the speed of light neither giving me time to consider nor dispose of them. There were too many things happening at once, things beyond my control. Staring at my newest screens I could feel the cold haze of anxiety crawling off my stomach, passing through my heart and into my throat.
Unable to find answers I sank my face into my hands and let myself feel the tip of my fingers scratch my skull. The sensation was extremely pleasurable, nothing is better to distract the mind than something as primitive as a touch.
