Mid-Life. Am I mid-life? I don't fricking know...but I feel mid-life.
Today I was walking down the street, on my way to meet my boyfriend for lunch, and broke out in the sweats. I mean, shirt drenching, armpit sweating, dripping-off-my-nose, sweats.
After the sweats, I started to panic. My heart started racing and my thoughts were swirling. I thought I was gonna pass out. Ugh!
So I finally reached my destination and leaned against a pole. People passed me by on the busy city street as I struggled to get myself through that shitty moment. It passed. I didn't pass out.