anxious

At odd moments, it feels like my heart is racing for no reason.

It's like I'm feeling anxious. Like it's trying too hard to run in idle. Like it's pushing back against unseen forces that are trying to envelop it.

bum - bum - bum - bum

I sit down at the computer. I lie down in bed.

bum - bum - bum - bum

There it goes again.

bum - bum - bum - bum

Maybe it's just something I ate. Or my current lack of exercise because of the injury.

Maybe it's because I find current events so troubling. frustrating. terrifying.

It's hard to say.

bum - bum - bum - bum

It's probably just a little bit of everything.

Ah, what to do?