Breathe

This song has been going through my head for the past several days. Maybe even last week. (Breathe 2 AM, Anna Nalick) I just realized this morning it's because of the refrain. Breathe. Just breathe.

It's amazing how one can survive with so little breath. When stressed/anxious I take such shallow breaths it's amazing. I have to take deep breaths once in a while. Sometimes I have to do it consciously, sometimes I do it unconsciously. Of course, when I do it it sounds like something's wrong, and M is always asking me. But most of the time around him it's just because I need the deep breath.

Of COURSE there's a lot going on.
Did I tell you we're moving to California? Yes
Did I tell you we put our houses on the market? Yes, we did.
Did I tell you I have tons of painting still to do in the house, plus other things?
Did I tell you that while my house might have a tax assessment of a certain amount, I will be lucky to break even when I sell it?
Did I tell you I've gone up to my mom's place twice in the last month and one more time this weekend?
Did I tell you I have to tell my work that I'm leaving - sooner rather than later due to trying to do the right thing?
Did I tell you I have to hint to my mom I might move out west?
Did I tell you I won't have a job when I move? Yes.

Deep breath just occurred.