You get the same heart-pumping, adrenalin kick from a simple flashback that other’s have to jump from airplanes to achieve. It’s fun to constantly play “where did I put my keys again?”, “what was I supposed to pick up at the store again?” and “I said what yesterday?” with your friends and family. No one even has to say, “BOO” to send you flying through the roof… they just have to say “hi” or “bye” or “pass the salt” when your mind is racing or you're zoned out again. You never know if a tearjerker is going to send you into hysterical crying or laughter or both at the same time. There are always things to do around the house or office because you never finish anything. Eggshells on the floor tickle your family’s feet even if they don’t giggle. Flashbacks are cheaper than renting Die Hard again. Most people don’t have a clue how many strange things are on TV at 3:30am. Lying on the shower floor in the fetal position can actually be quite relaxing. “Free flowing anxiety” almost sounds like some kind of happy hippy dance. There’s something somewhat satisfying on some strange level about being able to clearly stump a highly paid, well-educated MD.