Combatting the Anxiety-Riddled Side Effects of Attempting Wild Feats of Awesome
Find a happy place. Find a happy place. Today it has happened. A wave of panic has hit the shore of my being, leaving seaweed trails of anxiety that spell out “AGH! Only 10 days til you jet off to Adelaide for the Fringe!” on the eroding sand of the otherwise relatively calm beach of moi. Did you get that? If so, ten points. All is well. All will be well. But while my to-do list is battling it out with my sense of panic to see “who will be the largest of them all?” I am tryin