It is strange to think how much of my life I have spent in countdown mode.
Right now, I am worried about an upcoming event and this morning, as soon as I was awake, I heard myself think...in 72 hours it will be all over.
Being a chronic worrier, there is generally something up ahead that I think might turn out bad.
And so starts the countdown...two weeks, one week, six days, five days, four days, three days, day-after-tomorrow it will be over; in 24 hours I can forget about it (for now).
Forever counting down my life; trying to get to the other side of the bad stuff.
Even I can see that this is not living. It isn't even living in the future.
It's living in fear.
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