So shake him off!
There are days, very few in number, when my anxiety gets so bad it becomes hard to breathe. These are the days when I can't seem to focus on a single thing that needs to get done, and all of the what-ifs seem swallow me up in a choke hold that wants very much to push me into a panic attack. When I can do nothing else, I throw on my knee-high Docs, shove my head phones in, and just walk it off.
|Witchcraft in the woods. Runes made from small twigs of a broken pine bough that made a neat little canopy.|
|So wonderful to see this pond without a layer of ice.|
|That little distortion in the ripples is actually a massive lump of frog eggs.|
|The water was rushing out under an ice flow!|
|Very fresh deer tracks, and lots of them.|
|I'm betting raccoon on these, but I'm no expert.|
|Beautiful creek that I felt compelled to hike through the woods to see. It was worth a bit of snow in my boots.|
|Oops, I found Spencer State Forest!|
This ended up being a six mile trek in total, with beautiful snow and melting ice. Now I know where the trail head behind my apartment building leads, all the way to the massive state park. When I came home again I felt alive and well once more. Its amazing what just a little stomping around, loud music, and cool air in your lungs can do.