I am pretty much in the same mental state as last night. The only difference being that today due to a spitting headache and a presentation preparation this task seems all the more uphill.
I am trying to focus and think through the events of the entire day in an attempt to capture atleast some thought triggers, but this doesnt seem to be working. Then I side-track to analyse the reason for this lull. And what I notice is a silence in my mind. A silence which denotes a void. A silence which is there because there is nothing left to fill that gap in the mind.
This is what anxiety does to oneself. Like a termite it hollows the inner crust while everything on the surface seems just fine.
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