Breathe

The stress is back with a vengence, the end of term is approaching at lightening speed and yet my work seems to be moving at a snail's pace. Not ideal. The reminders of deadlines are everywhere, and my head is spinning. I take a deep breath and attempt to fill the blank page glaring at me. The words appear and I start to feel calmer. Yes, these words are nonsensical and totally disorganised, but on the page they can't make my head spin anymore. As the room comes back into focus and my pulse stops racing, I return to the present. Now, now I can work.