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…
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