#499680 added April 5, 2007 at 7:08am Restrictions: None
Getting better
I love it when all of the pieces come together. I love when things have a way of working out. The stress of wondering whether all of the pieces are going to fit becomes a noose. Gasping for everybreath as the stabbing pain of panic pierces my body. My heart begins to pound faster and faster, my thoughts are in a race with my heart. My head is spinning and inevitably, I'm drowning.
Then, I step inside, and peace wraps it's comforting arms around me. My mind has settled and I can breath again.
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