Being better off not to worry.

I try not to worry. About anything. Which ain’t always easy. I could list 100 things to worry about. But I don’t. Maybe only two or three. And I try to not even do that. I find that life is more enjoyable. When I forget to worry. But often other people don’t let me forget. Or they list their worries. And that reminds me of my worries. Because people’s worries tend to overlap. I’ve discovered, though, that many times I didn’t have to worry about my worries. Because the worries never came to fruition.  All that worrying proved to be a waste of time. That worries me. That I’m wasting time now. By writing about the damn topic of worry. I’d be better off writing about –well, just about anything else. –Jim Broede