Annapurrna. Anna. Fluffernutter.
What is wrong with you?

You can be super-agile, jumping to great heights. And then, you fall off the edge of a table you walk across every day, several times a day. You suddenly doubt yourself in the middle of a jump, and knock over my glass of jamaica... which is red and stains. You lay on the edge of the desk and fall off while you clean yourself.

Is it anxiety?
Is it that another orange kitty has the one shared brain cell?

*sigh*