Sitting in a dark gallery (my work place) and having a cappuccino at break, made me feel like I was going to fall out of my skin; my heart felt like it was running around my body like it was on an F1 race course. When I spoke to people I couldn’t be sure what was coming out exactly. I was tired, but speeding on nervous energy, a quite uncomfortable surreal state. The more that I thought about it the worse it got. The image below explains this feeling.
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