Wednesday, 5 May 2010


Origins know me, they know my needs. I tell them I'm out of Peace of Mind, they make sure it won't happen again (x7).

I realised I had run out when I got stuck on the Victoria Line for twenty minutes due to commuter-bag-in-door. Just as I finished reading my Metro and the word 'claustrophobia' formed in my head, it was all over for me. I only didn't scramble for the passenger alarm for fear of legs giving out. This is what happens when I'm out of the immediate-on-the-spot-calming-relief.

Thanks Becky Knowles at Origins HQ, you have saved me from future black episodes (x7)

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