Overthinking

Overthinking is nothing new to the table, right. It's me we're talking about so *shrug* 
Lately I feel afraid, that things would come to a crash,

Like the other shoe about to drop.
Paranoia, yes, common.

I'm scared, in that unflinchingly common way I get when I've been too happy for a while. Little things you pick up and it piles on the anxiety train heading to paranoia town,

Heading it off with drawings and songs and movies and stitchings, they're temporary. Waiting till it pass.

So tonight, I curl into the position I have not got into since last year, a fetal ball, and breathe. If there was crying involved, I suppose it will make itself known.
Wait for the tide to pass.
It will pass.

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