It was humbling and encouraging at the same time. I woke up a few minutes before the already too-early alarm I had set and couldn't go back to sleep. My mind had obviously been awake a while and was screening at the rest of me that it wanted some attention. So after going through my normal paces and knocking out the Wordle and Connections in an attempt to feed my mind a little breakfast, I sat down to read. As I did, I realized I still had a plethora of anxious thoughts, so I picked up my journal and took them captive by writing them down.