I have been chased by an edginess for the past four or five days that, when ignored and built up over a sustained amount of time, is almost enough to insinuate insanity.[Is it too much sugar? Is it that cold beer, every night, right before bed? Is it the illusion of getting lost in books? Is it everything and nothing all at once? Is the crazy artist’s scene at the craft school?]
I decide I shouldn’t eat sugar and that I need to meditate for hours on end. I will begin immediately. I also decide not talking very much during the day will be a good idea. At least for twenty-four hours.[Rash decision-making? Indeed, a further indication of insanity.]
But then there are plans and social events. A family friend touring the school tomorrow. Then a promised visit to the lower clay studio to see Viva. A swim with Sara on Friday, who has never seen this part of the river. The poetry reading Friday night. The overnight thereafter. The closing shift Saturday. The inevitable party Saturday night. The sleepover I planned at the old boarding school for a handful of teenagers on Monday night? The dinner I told them I will cook?[Inability to distinguish between time and place? Easily overwhelmed? Anxious without reason? Check. Check .Check.]
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