2021/9/27 #poetry Oh, that weight, the pressure of unknown stress. Some lurking anxiety that can't be identified. Easily pushed away by food, sleep, or any distraction. I suspect it is just the feeling of too much to do. With too many things that need movement you can feel stuck even when moving as fast as you can. That experience of paddling upstream while seeing that the boat is moving in the other direction. Quite unnerving. Heavily frustrating. Almost universal in its relatability. Background overwhelm.