This picture is a lot more interesting if you click and make it larger.
I don't normally think of myself as an anxious person. But occasionally I have a running dialog in my head that teeters on worrisome and the normal things I do to calm down like take a hot bath or listen to some music don't work. Sometimes walking around an art installation in Second Life allows me to get outside of my inner monologue long enough to divert my attention.
When I run out of coping mechanisms I sometimes resort to drugs prescribed by my Oncologist. I have no shame or guilt about that whatsoever. You try living with cancer.
The past two days have been Xanax days. Hopefully tomorrow tea and music will be sufficient.