Everyone has hobbies or secret talents. Unfortunately mine is worrying. I worry over everything. I worry over everyone. How I don't have an ulcer I never know. I take it to extremes. I worry over things that I should know will be alright. I worry over people I really shouldn't. The old song Overkill by Men At Work perfectly describes me.
Why do I worry? What makes me flip out? I could probably explain away that its an unfortunate byproduct of the fire, which to this day makes me second guess almost every move I make. But I've been like this for as long as I remember. It's not all bad. I just wish I didn't waste so much time and energy worrying about things not in my control.
Day after day it reappears. Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear. Ghosts appear and fade away....
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