My Limbic System Needs to Stand the Hell Down

I start to put away my things at work, and realize my boss got out of the office without signing a check request. My nerves go on high alert for the second time today, and though I may not be showing it, a part of me is in adrenaline shut down.

Once I've resolved the situation (which, it turns out, was easily taken care of, and not nearly as dire as I anticipated), I try to relax at home, and finish up a story I'm working on.

It seems like the story might be pretty good, and I can tell because my entire body is singing like a high tension wire: I am righteous, incredible, unstoppable.