Peggy Cahill Divine Heavenly Lady

Peggy Cahill divine heavenly lady Saint Vincent dePaul Food Pantry at Saint Mary's Parish in Spring Mount blessed, graced, and praised courtesy grateful recipient, he who crafts these words. Acknowledgement forthcoming today June 11th, 2022 Matthew Scott Harris expresses gratitude concerning largesse regarding quite a few bags of comestibles, and toiletries. I feel an effusion of blessedness viz being fêted, lorded over and treated like some dignified churchly father, for our countless food and household supplies (such as various gift cards) not just today, but countless occasions receiving edible goods, and sundry other items to stock the cupboards. I frequently experience profound social anxiety (mitigated courtesy prescription medications), and ofttimes feel like taking flight, as adrenaline courses (née rushes) and rattles these lovely bones of mine, particularly when yours truly finds himself within madding crowd. One hapless generic garden variety guy (me, an aging baby boomer formerly many scores earth orbitz ago, a long haired pencil necked geek) plagued with panic attacks since... birth experienced accursed lifetime psychological providence, where profound anxiety prevailed. Impossible mission to describe how fast paced life in general generates utter confusion analogous to floundering trout besieges mine mental redoubt emotional helter skelter all about as if mine entire body electric forced, kickstarted, subjugated.. to perform (yes folks) hokey pokey (ha) mental gears and cogs snapping, crackling, popping inside tumbler like noggin purportedly linkedin hashtagged with said mild personality disorder punctuated with debilitating panic attacks, hence qualification to receive social security disability. Onset of emotional paralysis stops me dead in my figurative track metaphorically wishing me to skuttle back into hermetically sealed manhole invisible among interleaved bract where safe and sound within mine secret cubby hole also known as apartment b44 at Highland Manor in Schwenksville. While listening to natural soundtrack, within the outer limits of twilight zone usually variation upon binaural beats, soothing relaxation by Peder B. Helland, an enjoyable youtube melody, I imagine playing knick knack paddywhack... as well as really idling away leisure time occupied with other favorite pastimes such as: playing solitaire, scrabble, reading - qua crack binding of newly purchased books, (usually at Liberty Thrift Store, and/or Worthwhile) spends his time reading, playing Solitaire crafting poems, occasionally testing my chess skills pitted against computer, backgammon, as well as solve crossword puzzles meditate (on the gift of a watermelon pickle) to self hypnotize snapchatting, kickstarting, buzzfeeding biofeedback.