It’s been a bit fraught here lately.
I worry. And when I don’t worry, I worry about not worrying.
I’ve told the story about my BFF’s gorgeous late mother several times. White Jamaican. Went to a party in Jamaica, sat down on a sofa with a bloke and asked him what he did for a living. Bloke said – I do a little music.
Tumbleweed?
Yes. It was. Him.
One of my fave youtubers has just uploaded a video called : Don’t Worry, Everything is Out of Control | Stoic Antidotes to Worry
:o)
A TWOFER ONE DAY.