I'm standing at the back window of my attic apartment. Looking out the window to the West. I can see the Golden Gate bridge and San Francisco in the distance. The monkey-mind dialog in my head won't stop. I'm obsessing about something. Or someone. I should be able to let it go. I can't. My whole body feels toxic as if my nervous system has been poisoned. I've been in this state many times before.
Why can't I find a way to manage these feelings?
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