Self

To some random stranger, myself perhaps

When I start to worry again about the future, I remind myself to come back to the present. I have a loving and fun family, friends, babies (pets) and enough silence and space in my life. I have enough strength and wisdom and I know The Universe has my back. Doing this leads me to wonder what’s the point of being anxious after all. What’s the point of going crazy about the future when I am perfectly at peace with the present?

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