Today’s the first day since early December that there are no tests waiting for me, carrying worry that itches at me even when I’m trying not to worry. So for that I am thankful!
Worry changes nothing, but, despite Alexandra Petri’s article to the contrary, poetry does change things. It changes my mood, it changes outlook, it can make someone else feel like they are not the only one who has worry and doubt, or any of the many other things people may think they alone experience.
Off the Treadmill
of worry, of tests, of what
they all mean, and the stress
of stressing about stress.
No sense in worry, it changes nothing
except to add another layer of itself.
Time to set it aside, think about joy, no!
Experience the joy and happiness
of the small and ordinary.
CS Jan. 24, 2013
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