Day 7: Bassano del Grappa

The haunting of future moments: That's what anxiety feels like. As if what isn't is already is lived, then -- with an outcome you'd wish you'd avoided.

But maybe now. You can. In this instant, with this quickening pulse and staccato-like breath. All the outcomes and all the thoughts converge on your limitless power to change, with frozen anticipation, what cannot be changed. Outside you're quiet but inside, in a flash, all you can hear is the scream.