As I sit here with a cake in the oven baking (funfetti of course!) And my kids running around like mad.
But anyway as everyone knows I bake when I am upset or lost in thought about something. It's a good way to help with my anxiety (which is at an all time high these past few days). But today baking is bringing me no peace... no joy... Which is sad. I absolutely love baking. Making things for others to enjoy really makes me happy and yet today I can't seem to get out of this dark place. Tomorrow will be better for me. It always is.
I'll be starting a new book tonight and hopefully enjoying some of the cake I am making. But who knows what else. I just can't seem to shake this feeling.
My throat is tight and I feel panicky... like something awful is going to happen and I don't like it... hopefully it's just my mind playing tricks on me....
As always be kind.
