After a rush to get the kids off to school, I grabbed my diary off my bookshelf and rushed out of the front door in my white Converse.
I sat down at my corner spot at my local coffee shop, pulled out my notebook and turned to November. Damn! Wrong notebook. Many years old.
I flipped through it and I looked at the words.
List after list
Chest pains
Deadline after deadline
Anxiety
Stress
More words
More deadlines
More stress
I recalled it all.
I must tell you though, the coolest feeling in the entire world was as I realised that all that was in the past.
…and that the crap we stress about today, will also just be old words and old memories in scruffy notebooks one day too.
Shucks, that’s a lovely feeling! Don’t you think?
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