A cursed toll.

My imagination. Can be a curse. Rather than a blessing. Because I imagine all sorts of scenarios. Including the worst case. Of course, I try to focus on the best case. A happy resolution to troubling situations. But too often, I worry, worry, worry. That there’s a chance for disaster. For everything to go wrong. I keep repeating my mantra, ‘Don’t worry, be happy.’ Usually, it turns out that things go right. Reason to breathe a sigh of relief. But still, all that unnecessary stress takes a cursed toll. --Jim Broede