relax!

"So, here you are, cowering in a bunker, clutching the stolen cash. And there are the cops, out looking for you. You can hear their feet, inches from your head. Suddenly, you get an urge to sneeze. Well, no, not really... but continuing this week's theme of melodramatic analogies, I'd just thought I'd paint a picture of a truly stressful situation. Note the difference please, between this and your actual circumstances. You haven't robbed a bank. You are not about to be arrested. And things are due to turn out okay. So relax!"

now that i do need to do, cainer.