Writing is good therapy right? I know I know it’s just sometimes the words rolling around in my head the way they line up to do their job causes a knot to form in my chest! This gnarl in the center of my torso is distressing me! Instead of letting it dissipate by using my words to give it a voice, I try to starve it by not feeding it my attention…this nagging bitch won’t leave me alone! I’m aware that death is coming cause it came for everyone who is in a grave. We all have the date and we don’t usually know when so we embrace the ignorance and blissfully live in the meantime. Writing is a good outlet for you when you’re ready to let go… I’m not…so I’m stuck with this knot that gets all gnarled up and nags at my psyche. My answer to the anxiety trying to rob me of today…I’m here right now…She’s here today…she’s on her way…I will cherish today and nurse pain later…