Dread
Occassionally, for no reason I can completely suss out, I am overwhelmed by a feeling of imminent doom. Maybe it's just because Spouse is going away for six days, leaving me in charge. Maybe it's just that I'm at that point in my paranoia cycle. Whatever it is, I wish it would stop. My mother used to tell me "Worry about zero," by which she meant, don't worry. Me, in one of these fits of dread, I worry about zero, and one, and two...
posted by Madeleine Robins at 4:01 PM
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I am overwhelmed by a feeling of imminent doom.
Me, too. On those days, I carry an imaginary two-handed sword over the shoulder for easy draw. Imaginary tame tigers are also worth considering.
They don't solve the problem, but they're a good distraction.
Hadn't thought of carrying around an imaginary rapier and dagger. Will have to try that.
What, not rapier and cloak?
I do love the main gauche. Did you see the Treasures of Dresden exhibit? They had an entire room of swords and mains gauches. Some of them were too gadgety, but there was a main gauche that opened up into three blades, making it an excellent sword-breaker.
Oh man, I hate that feeling. I find myself muttering weird pieces of poetry, wandering around saying things like, "The doors are open and the surfeited grooms do mock their charges with snores. I have drugged their possets, that death and nature do contend about them, whether they live or die." What Lady MacBeth has to do with going to the grocery I have no idea.
Exercise helps a bit. So does C.S.I. Tell me how the rapier does.
Actually, today I am feeling better. Knowing that I am not the only nutjob who goes through these spates of anxiety helps. Getting stuff done helps (accomplishment as my drug!). Chocolate, I am trying to eschew these days (sucks to be me) but I can nibble a little.
CSI helps too. God knows, it's on constantly on cable (if we're lucky, sooner or later there will be more CSI than Law and Order, which would be, in my mind, a good thing).
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