This is me every single gotdamn night I work. Everything will be fine then BAM the patient who constantly pees everwhere is logrolling down the hall coating the entire communal area in urine because no one would give them a hug while they're covered in pee. The worst part is I'm not even describing any particular patient. If I had a dollar every time a hall is convered in some kind of bodily fluid or other excretion I'd be making 3-5 cents more hourly which is coincidentally the exact size of my last raise.
Great username.
On this event where "everything is suspiciously right" and you're waiting for the other shoe to drop is a form of anxiety.
As it happens in the world that affects the mind, if you're up does not mean someone somewhere else is down because is not a zero sum event, we can be up, and down at the same time for different reasons. This reminds me of the tale of two cities where 'it was the best of times it was the worst of times" sets the dichotomy of our existence.