Un-anticipation
I took it upon myself to feel stressed. I created an unnecessary mess. Patience has never been my virtue and here I am - feeding my hate and anger without thinking it through. One of the favorite holidays of Hallmark just passed. Even though I've said that it's a bunch of waste to spend so much and feeding the capitalists, I still buy into those things.
Time. I have lots of it for the moment. It gives me oodles and oodles of moments to think (which usually leads me to trouble). Paranoia and temper tantrums just blow out of proportion. I never thought I will say this but I want to work already. I know I'll regret saying this.
Still,
The future seems more real than before and it scares me. The 'what ifs' are becoming more persisitent. They are prodding me to make sure I'm making the right decisions. The word 'right' is relative, right? Sheesh ;)
Question for the day: What is right?