Had a very up and down day. Feeling mighty when something went well or quickly or, best of all, well and quickly, alternating with bouts of feeling unfathomably unprepared and in over my head. Not one to want a clinical paradigm for it, I just look at it as my animal brains battling for the driver’s seat. Anxiety is of the future, colored by the past. And it’s a bummer.
Feeling good about the wins, that’s of the now. We should all have more mighty moments.
Featured image, Tucson lightning.