I wake up with what feels like the heaviest heart, a spinning head and sever nervous diarrhea.

I sit on the edge of the bed trying to think which is bothering me the most. In reality I can't think, and what I feel in my chest translates into white noise in my brain, my thoughts are nonexistent. It is the oddest I've felt in a long time.

I then lay down again and I am suddenly late for work. Even though I was awake 3 hours earlier than usual / needed. Hello more anxiety.

Tell me to cry and I'll cry.

2pac was right when he said the good die young.