“…When I am overwhelmed by the complexity of human existence, may I find solace -if only for a moment- in your excellent simplicity.”
Worry Lines, This Book is for You, from a comic about potatoes
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I’m sorry the anxiety is so devastatingly intrusive. It’s a terrible thing to have to carry around. Hope you’re doing better today, comrade
Thank you I’m doing a bit better today and hope it will be over soon. It sucks because the trigger is something I have very little control over
I hope it keeps getting better, sweet Beetle, and that the trigger will not pop up again (any time soon).
Thanks, you calling me sweet Beetle put some butterflies in my stomach haha