Every day is extraordinary in my current era. I suppose you could say I’m in my Extraordinary Era, or my Extra Era. I want to document all of it and I’m doing my best through social media and personal journaling. But I am still missing stuff. This era cannot be forgotten or swept under the bed to never be thought of again. No, these moments should be remembered.
Today I am experiencing the familiar flutters of stress or anxiety (I honestly don’t know which) in gentle waves through all kinds of daily activities. For instance, when I borrowed the vacuum from the housekeeping cart I got really sweaty and my heart beat so fast. Yes, I moved fast because I didn’t want to get caught. And it is always a little exciting to do life with a little more than your average flavor.
