Cattāri Brahmavihārā

This lst week has been especially brutal and I have spent most of my time working like a maniac in order to improve the fortunes of the company. At the same time I am also trying to fashion some kind of escape route to put myself in better stead when the company is no longer a tenable option. Still, so much of this is nothing much more than an imagining of these that may or may not be. What is real and what is now are the cold, sharp pangs in my gut; the icy claws of panic raking down my back and the shortness of breath I experience when I am pulled hither into the nightmare future of destitution. Is it wrong? Certainly but the future may be a hundred times better or a thousand times worse-how is one to know. but, what is certain is that it will change. Anicca vata sankhara.