There is a little trail off Tildenwood Lane  that passes by an old structure. I don't know what it was or is but I think its , but very picturesque. A little creek is nearby. Yesterday I went there just to  calm down (stressful day) and breathe and what I saw was that a huge dead tree had fallen on top with strewn branches everywhere. AND then it hit me (not the tree).....I had a pretty calm week and then a storm (metaphorically) came and I felt buried under the limbs and branches and twigs. The storm of course is PD. Not the physical manifestations of PD but the anxieties. I spent most of Friday on the phone with Medicare, Drs., Workmans comp, and insurance companies. Issues with my car, bird feeders, plans made and changed, and OF COURSE today Saturday I will attend an all day PD symposium in Va.
This is a major WHATEVER day for me. Get over 'it'. I can still talk and walk and drive . And write.