You know that feeling that comes before you’re about to get sick? The nauseous build-up before the storm-like expulsion of everything that the body rejects.
That feeling began this afternoon, except that it wasn’t physical. It was something inside. It made me want to curl up in bed, but left me way too anxious and restless. I carried on with life – work, some Amazon prime and dinner. And then it arrived – a completely unexpected barrage of overwhelming tears and a quiet sob.
It’s after a while that I am unable to decode why I am experiencing certain emotions. Predictability isn’t so easy, after all.
