Within the last 18 hours, Gwen had experienced a rush of emotions as she battled her way through ordeal after ordeal.
From the moment she had left her house the previous day, she had been swamped at work with playing catch up. It didn’t stop there as she fumbled around the house after a long day looking for a pair of glasses to wear with no avail. Followed by shattering one of her favorite mugs while making sleepy time tea. Each time she didn’t think it could get any worse, the universe would pull some sadistic trick and fool her again. The most simpleton things were slowly eating away at every ounce of energy she had left. Gwen was exhausted and she couldn’t keep her thoughts straight.
She sat at her desk in the office and could feel her chest tighten. The anxiety she felt deep within was overwhelming to say the least as she glanced at her shaking hands attempting to suppress the feelings. The tears started welling up and she said a silent prayer that nobody would look her way. She would lose it if anybody saw her breakdown and it was best to avoid it.
The worst part of these feelings was that it had stemmed from a falling Jenga tower of smaller issues. She had pulled the wrong piece and surely everything was tumbling down on top of her. Gwen grabbed her phone and searched for a soothing playlist to ease the shakes and disseminate the anxiety.
The smooth chords of Heavenly Day by Patty Griffin started and the first few lines instantly calmed her down.
Oh heavenly day, all the clouds blew away
Got no trouble today with anyone
As the song continued and she texted out her frustration with friends and family near and far, Gwen knew she was going to be alright. The little things can easily be overshadowed by the more important things that matter.