Drag your thoughts away from your troubles… by the ears, by the heels, or any other way you can manage it. ~Mark Twain
There is a tiny, ferocious ball of stress sitting right over my heart. I can feel it with each breath, spinning endlessly in a whirlwind of worries. Aside from the stress I have a tendency to collect and keep as a pet, I am genuinely stretched thin. School, studying, work, friends, eating better, working out, volunteering….I’m finding dropped balls every time I turn around. I, of course, place my priorities where I need to; school comes first, work comes second and so on. I worry about deciding on a major, about not writing anymore, about neglecting people in my life, about the current economic situation, about the future, etc., etc., etc.
I know what you’ll say. Stop worrying. You can only do so much. Concentrate on what is important, leave the rest to work itself out. I tell myself these things already. It doesn’t do much good when my Government assignment is forcing me to read article after article about the budget shortfall and the education cuts in my state. Everywhere people are scrambling and panicking and I didn’t even know. I mean, I’d heard, but had it settled into my awareness? Not really. Suddenly I feel galvanized to action, ready to adopt a cause, ready to set out on a path to save the world! Then, I think about school, and work, and I’m right back to where I started.
So, I figure what the hell, right? Try writing about it.
