one afternoon. Maybe in an hour.Five minutes, even.I wonder why we are not given longer.Why does it have to be almost instant.On the spot.
Nailing us to the wall.Conversations, interactions, experiences that were unexpected and gruesome.Someone saying something to you that hurt like crazy.Something happening at a family gathering you didn’t expect.You missed the mark at a talk you had to give.
You failed an exam.You lost money. A friend getting mad at you for no reason.And the air is taken out of your lungs. You skip heartbeats.Your thoughts are either stopping to a halt or come crashing down.It feels like an expander in your stomach.A bulldozer over your lungs.A needle on your heart.I had one this week.Read more on positivelypositive.com