The Old Friend

An old "friend" decided to make an appearance today. My initial thought was to run screaming, but I knew I'd be followed. I just sat down and observed. Well, my "friend" got bored and left. I'm sure it will come back and visit again, and I might not be as ready next time to rebuff the visit, but at least I know I was able to this time. My "friend's"name is Anxiety.