Well, tomorrow's another day. in Plain ol' Stuff
- Jan. 31, 2018, 4:46 p.m.
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I used to be so tightly tangled and had anxiety written all over me.
Everything was rush, rush, rush.
Walking down the hallway I was a rush. Driving was a rush. Shopping was a rush. I was always, always rushing.
I still kind of have that trait bc I always feel like NO ONE has a sense of urgency lol.
As I’ve been unwinding from the anxiety over the past few years into a more healthy state, I’ve started to calm down on that, too.
One of the curses is that I have been able to tell myself, “tomorrow is another day, it’s okay…” and have learned to release.
It’s a curse bc I can do that with all sorts of stuff. Then everything gets labeled as “tomorrow is another day!” and I have so many tomorrows that “tomorrow” never actually happens.
This particular instance necessarily a lazy thing… I just am able to let go more and feel okay about it. Sure, some of it is, lol ;) I’m just not “IT’S THE END OF THE WORLD!!!” that I used to be.
Blessing and a curse.
My life would be better if I had some more urgency again.
MadSeason ⋅ January 31, 2018
I wish I could procrastinate, at least occasionally.