not in a frenzy

working myself up in a frenzy my heart racing at odd intervals not knowing my mind jumbeled up (and who cares about spelling, me, not) what is up and what is over the top and how often can i call or better not and let’s concentrate on work for a minute or hours and days and heaps of it up front on the desk a lot from left and right?
and out.
not. in a frenzy. instead lazily gazing out the window at the rain and the wind teasing my mind with slight breezes of thought how nice and cozy everything here on this sunday now. is.