It continues.

panic attack!
i'm going to lose my job if i don't pull it together. but that prospect makes me fall apart more.
panic attack!
i have to move. i hate the finality of it, but i will not survive here much longer.
panic attack!
winter rears its ugly head. i cannot remember winter's beginning, nor can i imagine winter's end.
panic attack!
i need to get out of here, but there is nowhere to go. how can one hide from oneself?
panic attack!
i need out. there is no way out. i am trapped in a snare that i wove myself. i forget how to unravel it. i lack the strength to break free.
panic attack!
was there ever a difference between sleeping and weeping?