Worry

Wood is in a bad space. He's not really sure what's going on. He's home from work today having chest pains again (these were diagnosed as a panic attack about a year ago). He hates his job and feels like he and I are always opposite one another - he's up, I'm down. - I'm up, he's down - and he doesn't like it. Rightfully so. Life has changed for all of us, and in a really big way, lately. Maybe it's time he see a nice lady. That's all I have time for right now - the love of my life needs me more than anything else.