Yesterday was one of those days. "Life" swamped me and tossed me into the water without my water wings.
As I was dealing with one small crisis after another, I found myself longing for the weirdest thing: rain. I kept thinking "If only it would rain, I could handle all this!"
I finally figured out that wishing for rain was psychological shorthand for a cup of tea; a chilly, damp afternoon all to myself; and a good book. Even though the chances of that wish coming true are pretty slim, just figuring it out gave me a little moment of pleasure.
What do you do to chill out when your stress level rises?