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The rain has stopped.

For how long?

I don't know.

Then why do I feel anxious?

Why does my heart beat violently?

I thought I would be at peace when it was over.

But I was wrong.

There are things we think will work,

when we were wrong to begin with.

We try to think ahead,

without living in the moment.

We have to cross the bridge first,

before we can think about the next one.

We have to live from day to day,

instead of looking to weeks or months ahead.

We don't know what tomorrow will bring. 

So why do do I feel as I do?

Because I don't know what's next.

I thought if I wrote it out, 

I would be ok. 

But there's so much more

inside of me.

And I don't know what to do.