Imagine stress as the process of boiling water
Starting with a heated silence
A triangle chimes the ripples
Crescendoing to a cacophony
The best way to know that I am stressed is by how effortlessly I can snap back harsh words with all the sternness of my voice. My propensity for stress is dictated by how small of a leeway that my balancing act has.
Smaller leeway, more stressful.
That reminds me why I need to select my activities wisely.
No matter how much I just want to be doing something.