I need to stop worrying about ten things at the same time, allatonce, all the time. Stomach is in knots permanently, and it doesn’t help, it’s just unsettling.
I have been composing the annual ‘end of year reflection’ note in my head when I take a shower. It’s been quite a year, this one. In the middle everything was going to shit, but now all’s well again, and looks like it’s going to stay that way till the end of this year at least. Or who knows these things, but que sera sera and all that.