Yesterday, I had a brief moment of panic. It wasn’t over anything serious; it was just an honest impulse reaction when my wife asked me a question. Panic was my gut reaction, but only for a split second. Immediately I began to wonder, why am I freaking out? This question isn’t a matter of life and death. It’s not essential. I’m trying to understand why the mind does this, but I’m intrigued…
Recent Posts
- Sand (MM #5125) April 3, 2025
- Ongoing Shortage (MM #5124) April 2, 2025
- Clean Restrooms (MM #5123) April 1, 2025