The Beginning of Things

(image via: https://www.blessthisstuff.com/stuff/vehicles/cycles/le-velo-vintage-bikes/) I don’t do well with the beginning of things. I’m a puddle of anxiety most days, but this puddle is more of a small pond or lake when change or newness is happening to me. Even if it’s good. Even if it’s exciting. Excitement feels like anxiety and vice versa to my body: the fluttery tummy, the surreality, the quick heartbeats.

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