You know the feeling, when your gut is in knots as you attempt to distract yourself from whatever is on your mind.
Like when you get a call from the doctor's office that could be one thing or another, but miss it because you accidentally left your phone at home when you went to work and couldn't check your messages until after 5, when the office is already closed, and suddenly you feel panic rise in your throat and threaten to choke you.
So you lay down, try to breathe and calm yourself, and eventually convince yourself that there is no reason to worry until the next day. They did say it wasn't an emergency, just that you should call as soon as you get the message.
An alarm goes off on your phone later, and you find out that the doctor's office called not once, but twice.
And now all you can say is, "dammit," as you try to rest while finding your mind speeding in every direction, thinking of every possibility.
Yeah, it's like that.
Is it tomorrow yet?
1 hour ago