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Anxiety visits for longer than an expected cup of tea time when calling and doesn't know when to leave. I was anxious when Casper first asked if I wanted Didge on my shoulder, I cringed in fear as I have had crazy bird experiences as I happen to be the one they shit on, bite and attack out of everyone. I still have a sore spot on the top of my head when a bird attacked me in the middle of the ocean diving off Bird Island with old friends and one of my heroes. A sea bird dive bombed into my head, gashing blood into a shark infested water.. Anyway, my anxiety dissipated when I caved into Caspers re-assurance, thankfully Didge was a softie and his bites are more affectionate nibbles and he was polite enough to wait for Caspers shoulder to poo.
A differing anxiety that lurks carbon black in my house is the lingering anxiety that make you want to hide in a corner of the house and zone out from life, avoiding the dealings of even the simplest of tasks. A phone call interrupting the dark silence, a friend dropping in to say hello and use the phone, another friend later dropping in to give me a box of avocados, mandarins, rocket and eggs form her farm an adorable welcome in a usually open armed joy, however today I was eye strained, tear flooding breathless dehydrated. foul stenched mood not wanting company. These days are when I feel like the universe is making sure I don't sit in the mud and dry up, though the mud has stuck to my skin and cracked, I try to wade forth out of the blackness and into the browns.
I never realised unoraganised chaos disturbed some people. It is now that I see them effected, like my partner is, by 'the drop in' which I didn't even know had a term til' now and bringing me to this reflection. I am one who used to love drop ins' and would drop in my self everywhere. I now see its adverse affects and yet I don't know how to change something I do myself.
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