Do you ever feel like you are on the verge of being hit by a bus? Metaphorically speaking, of course.
That is how I have been feeling lately.
edgy.
Fidgety.
Anxious.
But I can’t even explain why.
I had a counselor tell me once that I was the kind of person that if I was standing in the middle of the road and at the end of the block a truck was driving straight for me…and I had plenty of time to get out of the way…I would stand there so long trying to decide how to move that I would get hit.
I don’t think that was a very nice thing to say. But I know what he meant.
So I am kind of wondering what is about to hit me and why I am not getting out of the way.
Whims 