These past three days have me riding on an emotional rollercoaster and it’s a multitude of issues that have penetrated this ‘no-worries’ zone I had recently constructed around my life. Every time I push one thing aside and repair the barricade, something else comes up. And these butterflies in my stomach are making me sick now. I can’t go through another day feeling queasy. I wish I had some guarantees in life…just something I could hold onto. Is that too much to ask?