Status Updates From High Tide in Tucson : Essay...

“All the foul things my brain can turn over in a restless spell when it scrabbles around and around in its cage at night.” Creative and comparative to panic attacks

“Be still and the world is bound to turn herself inside out to entertain you. Everywhere you look joyful noise is clanging to drown out quiet desperation. The choice is to draw the blind and shut it all out or believe.” This is exactly how I feel when I spend time in nature.