Plouasne — Côtes-d’Armor (Bretagne, France)
The fourth day in a row. We had planned to go to Rennes, but the night was horrible. I got caught up in confused dreams and woke up from them countless times. Just as well it didn’t end in panic.
Later in the day, the fear reached a new level. It grew into a tension in my chest, then a feeling of tightness in my throat. I had to gasp for air and I felt like I was suffocating. It escalated into a crying fit.
The stormy wind and rain continued. Later, the sun came out. But again, too late to have a reason to go outside.