[Chichan]

Today I felt invincible and smart as hell and ready to take on the world at work. But on the subway home, I went back in to a place of jitters and anxiety. Not fear, just a need for some kind of end to the tension, a release, a pouring out of this buildup emotion. My body is tense right now and my stomach is all wound up. I feel like I am physically picking up on other people's anxiety right now. I gotta put up my walls of protection, stay in the present moment, and breathe. But it's hard to feel a sense of centeredness in this city. I want to get out of here sometimes. Any other New Yorkers feeling this way?