Anxious, 100 words
Heart pumping, blood rushing, pounding in your ears. Anxious.
Palms are sweaty, you wipe them on your pants, but they are wet again in seconds. Anxious.
Butterflies in your stomach, threatening to violently tear their way out of your insides. Anxious.
Shifting weight from foot to foot, uncontrollable fidgeting, hands moving of their own accord. Anxious.
Mind racing, won't stop dwelling, what if? What if? Anxious.
Fucking, not knowing how to end this writing piece. Anxious.
76 words.
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