Worry Knot Chokes Out the Living Daylights

Worry knot chokes out the living daylights I know from personal experience the foolhardiness of courting, flirting, honeymooning... worse case scenario, particularly when just a wee lad, yours truly internalized unfamiliar bodily aches and pains as a death sentence, slept with one eye opened against nightmarish fiends birthed courtesy overactive imagination and subsequently did buzzfeed crowded house of mind ranking as capital one pet peeve that festered and kickstarted linkedin deplorable mental outlook, which anguish expended emotional exhaustion all for naught and only later in life more lackadaisical toward mortality. All things considered regarding working myself into a lather chomping at the bit of uncertainty (while simultaneously nibbling on freshly baked powder milk biscuits) prompts me to assuage agitation brewing inside the bowels of your being while awaiting results from ct scan. Take sage advice courtesy your brother, who thyme after thyme felt his lovely bones wracked, whereby said secular humanist named Matthew Scott Harris able, eager, ready and willing to draft his last will and testament bequeathing my anxiety riddled body, mind and spirit to science. Impossible mission to modify your behavior, and even major ordeal to modify destructive thought processes that kamikaze nose dive within me noggin, yet ascribe, credit, and praise prescription medication to ameliorate and remedy debilitating panic attacks, whereby I was wont to languish with physiological symptoms such as: adrenaline rush, irritable bowel symptom, nausea, racing heart, sweaty palms, and vertigo. Thus, quite thee Herculean task (shrugged off by Atlas) to change long entrenched thinking patterns even ones qualifying as affecting traumatizing detriment of holistic schema, as iterated with aforementioned poetic versatility, and a strong accompanying suggestion with absolute zero coins painfully extracted out piggy bank to direct attention on the here and now since more likely than not any dreadfully projected fear (the most frightful being strong aversion to die) couched as mine prediction of fat and/or slim likelihood to occur, and the best measure offered free of charge to stave off being linkedin née cruelly enslaved to quiet riot of torturously wicked wrenching, leveling and jack-hammering sixty plus shades of gray matter; as a side note above benign crisis common denominator among Norwegian bachelor farmers, who dwell in Lake Woebegone best surrender to webbed, whirled and wide cosmic consciousness and experience manumission. Sincerely yours, erstwhile, juvenile, and servile Alfred E. Neuman