My worries disappear, and then reappear, and then disappear, and then reappear; Constantly changing, or perhaps they're in superposition, I'm not at an advantage to say, as I'm **** at quantum physics but when I tune in all of my senses they sing 'danger'; I don't know what to feel, this is so confusing, and I can still taste the artificial salt that was in my crisps, and it's making my stomach turn - it's rebelling against me; I think I'll throw up but I can't and - it would've been so much better if I was able to; My worries disappear, I wonder what to eat for dinner - lasagna sounds good; Tomorrow is the first day of school, I'm so excited; Thankfully I finished all of my homework so I have nothing to do, but what if I didn't do it correctly, what if the cheese is bad, what if I go to the wrong classroom, what if- My worries reappear, and then disappear, and then reappear; It is causing me to be queasy.