She inhaled, trying to keep all her frustration from bubbling over. She tried to remember that her head was not really going to explode, even though it felt like it. She closed her eyes and again inhaled. Exhale. Inhale, exhale. She tried to focus her screaming mind.
Pushing thoughts of physics out of her mind, she tried to think of something good. The smell of the wind. Flowers. Sitting in the cool grass on a warm summer day. The sun beating down and her skin soaking in the vitamin D. The smell of sunlight.
Focus on the smells. Focus on your breath. Focus on the feeling of the sun and your feet in the grass. She told herself. She tried to make her breath as steady as possible. While trying to control her breath she let her mind wandr over the scene she was trying to paint. This warm summer day with the cool grass, the sunlight, and the breeze was her mentl escape.
By allowing her mind to escape the stressful situation, her mind leaving the stress behind with the control of her breath, she was able to calm down. Her mind no longer screaming, it was suspended in a temporary bliss.
Spinning in a circle, laughing with ease and joy she danced. The grass feeling cool on her bare feet and the feeling of others all around her, joining in her dance made her feel happy. The sun was out, soaking through her clothes, and warming her skin. A flute was being played somewhere and he began to hum along.
she sighed, now able to deal with her physics class without killing anyone.
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