� stressed � 2004-01-05 � 7:01 p.m. �

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There's a feeling in my chest I can't explain... can't describe... like a hole... only the edges flap with the wind from my breath... each suck in... each blow out... flapping and pulling... like a flag in the wind.

I felt this way all day... unable to control the the rhythm... hardly able to speak without shakiness of my cords.... I told my boss I wasn't going to stay the day... he said ok... but I pushed myself - thunder in a sky of green and grey... I pushed myself... and I am not even sure why.

This is the cycle of stress... and soon I will have to give in.

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