1.28.20 // Anxiety, You Son of a Bitch.

This is Me
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Oh, anxiety, you son of a bitch.
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I planned to write a bit about the Kumano Kodo Trail from this past weekend. But, I know I don't do a great job posting in real-time... both photos or captions. So, I'm opting to be more timely in explaining my current real-life feelings.
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Real-life feelings = real-life anxiety.
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Meet my first morning in Tokyo.
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It was early Tuesday morning and a cold rain covered the city. I was told it was one of the coldest days in Tokyo this year. The afternoon would prove this theory, the occasional cold snowflake tumbling over an achromic concrete jungle.
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The chill lingered on my skin and slipped past my jacket, my sweater, and my skin. The sensation penetrating my pores and sinking through to the depths of my core.
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And with the chill at my core, the all familiar storm that laid dormant picked up, swirling the anxiety of my mind. My doubts, my fears, my insecurities consuming me.
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Retreating from the crowded streets where suits of blue and black were darting like the surges of energy in the neon lights, I found myself staring out over the skyline...
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And there I was, in a city of 13.9M people, wondering "who the hell am I?"