of this room, the quiet after a crazed morning with all 3 – take Jack to camp then Emma and Henry to my parents’, then dealing with that ex and all her harassment and back-and-forth, and banshee-ness…

Off the phone with Chris, talking about anxiety and what causes it.  Tired thinking of anxiety and tired, exhausted and annoyed more like it, in feeling anxious and nervy …. Another message from her over that stupid app, but I’m ignoring it.  Not letting that voice in my head.  Not saying I’m blameless, but…. Find the funny in this.  It has to be seen as humorous.

It’s all humor… the divorce thing, the AE story, me stressing.  Come on Mike, I say to myself right here in front of the screen while the LoFi beats speak to me, try to calm me down.

Pushing those energies out of my head.  Thinking of tomorrow, more quiet to me… and the power nap I’m about to take as soon as I finish the latte and the caffeine beam is broken and feel no shakes …