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You know, it isn’t easy living with anxiety.  It seems to be very common with writers.  I never know when it’s going to come in and derail whatever I’m doing.  This time it came in the form of a misunderstanding with a family member.  Now it’s all I can think about.  It will probably plague me until it’s resolved.  I was going to work on revisions because you know, deadline.  Now I can’t concentrate. I think I need to go do something physical for a while. Too darn cold for a walk, but maybe tidying the house or heading to the grocery store before the storm comes.  I hate that it takes so little to disrupt me.