i get very anxious about things. apparently it's in my blood. good things, bad things, things that do, and do not matter. on the plus side, when the good things happen, im happy, and overjoyed, and pleasant, and when things so not pull through, im completely deflated.
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i know last year i learned a lot about patience, and not thinking about things 24/7, but i guess i haven't learned my lesson. im anxious for friday. i have a VERY special visitor coming. and i know she's coming because i have her flight itinerary, so unless there is some unforeseen problem, she'll be here at 3:45 on friday afternoon. but im still anxious.
CL and i had some plans that i was very excited about, that (just my luck) haven't 110% gone our way, but as he put it last night, 'don't worry. i want this for you, you deserve it'. so we haven't given up hope just yet. but im holding my breath. why get worked up over something that has a 50/50 chance working out when you think it won't any time soon. how many countless hours will i spend researching and stressing out over something that i have ZERO control over? when do i get to breathe?
and so i sit here
"Wishin' and Hopin' and thinkin' and prayin' "
-nancy sinatra.
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