The fact is, I had a wonderful, happy morning having a Pilates lesson (I wanted too write all about, but see below) then walking along the front, stopping to gaze into the sea...
When I eventually got home, I felt sleepy and lay down for a little siesta... but within minutes I had sunk into a deep, distressing body-panic. I say 'body-panic" because my mind wasn't full of anxieties... and then I have remained down and restless (and unable to write) for the rest of the day, for no good reason I can find...
Unless I had an unconcious need to beat myself up for feeling so good in the morning.
