It’s ok.

It’s going to be all right.

I hear myself saying this – and I know.

I know it’s not ok.

It is so NOT ok.

There is every right to panic.

I’ll try and stay calm.

STAY CALM.

If panic overtakes me – I’m doomed.

Doomed I say.

DOOMED.

NO.

NO. NO. NO.

What am I going to do now?

I’m a grown ass man.

I have this.

But yet, I know I’m kidding myself.

I have to.

My heart is already racing.

I don’t have this.

I can’t find it.

It’s not here.

I just had it.

I JUST HAD IT.

But now it’s gone.

Depression setting in.

Ah …. The depths of despair.

I want it.

No – that’s not right.

I need it.

Where is it?

DAMN IT – where is it?

I told myself not to panic.

But it’s too late.

Panic already set it.

Panic is in the rear view mirror.

What if I can’t find it?

What if it’s gone?

NO – that can’t be.

Something isn’t right.

I’m beginning to feel it.

Deep breaths Sumstine.

Deep breaths.

Stop looking for it.

That’s what you do.

Stop looking – then you find it.

Deep breaths.

DAMN IT Jim.

What in the world?

I literally just had it.

DAMN IT !!!!

Oh wait – there it is.

I found my cup of coffee.

Everyone can relax.

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