woke at 3:30. room was cold. furnace man not coming til next week. I turnd over. then it hit me. what day it is. my stomach did a somersault. I had that almost giddy feeling that precedes an anxiety attack.
then my mind began what minds do. a cascade of unrelated images. & my body felt off. a precursor of fear.
for reasons I don't know I began to focus on a single image. the antique ice tongs Mom bought me at a garage sale. they hang above the door in the guest room. a piece of perfect sculpture. I wasn't awake enuf to make sense of that image but something abt it was calming & I fell back asleep.
I woke again a few minutes after 5. my usual time. I got up & did my exercises. now I'll dress & go on my walk.
