Yesterday I was sitting at my desk and felt the anxiety rise up in my stomach. It slowly emerged as if from a lake and then proceeded to twist, turn and tangle itself tightly into my gut.

I stopped, look at it, and thought now where is this coming from? There's no real reason for me to feel anxious right now?

It did feel horrible.

I also remembered that I've had three cups of coffee and no water since I woke up.

I wasn't having an existential crisis, I was thirsty.

The moral of the story is, firstly, drink enough water, secondly learn to be aware enough to know the difference.

I'm putting together a series on dealing with anxiety and fear, more info soon.

.Get skin in the game, know the difference.

Pierre