What’s the one piece of advice you wish someone had given you a year (or five, or ten…) ago?
Someone must’ve said this to me at some point, and I probably rolled my eyes and went back to wallowing in whatever daily worry I had planned. I worry too much. It’s a symptom of trying to plan out the future. I find I spend more time fretting over what’s coming than what’s happening, right now, in front of me. The What Ifs and the consequences I dream up for them make some decisions harder than they are by nature. It’s good to anticipate the outcomes, but it’s easy to let them taint the good times ready to be enjoyed right here, right now.
In response to a Daily Prompt by the Daily Post.