You are completely stressed, even if you don’t realize it.
You know that voice in your head (that probably sounds like Bethenny Fucking Frankel) that arrives when you are trying unsuccessfully to fall asleep and reminds you of all the things that you didn’t do today, and should do tomorrow (but probably won’t)? It’s called stress. People in New York operate on a higher frequency, but few realize it because everyone else is on the same frequency. Drugs, happy hour, therapy, vacations, and spinning classes help, but they are only temporary fixes. If you don’t believe me, go somewhere without Internet access for 5 days, then come back.
