The Panic Room
We all have those mornings where we wake up, after a long stretch of horrible sleep nights, to a day of clarity and calmness, feeling refreshed and anew. Those moments, as we all know, do not last very long and become consumed by the minutiae and general stresses of reality and life. When they do happen however, they can be an opportunity to see what has been plainly hidden in sight all along, yet unseen. Today was just one of a handful of those days. I've been very stressed lately. I haven't been fully forthcoming of the level of that stress to anyone and, instead, have been denying it's existence to myself. Apparently, the adage I oft quip and only half believe, "IGNORE THE PROBLEM, IT WILL GO AWAY" was my downfall that would catch up from behind my back and consume me. It was this past Saturday Evening that J and I were out to a local T-Bones Steak House. The restaurant was packed to the gills and the wait for a table was told to us to be a half hour