A Bit Of Perspective 

Will it matter in 5 days, 5 months, 5 years?

If it doesn’t, then there’s no reason to worry about it for more than 5 seconds.

Can you tell I needed to write this for myself?

University does that to you.

If you’re curious, I was worrying about a quiz before, during, and after. Because worry is all I know how to do. 

If only I wrote as much as I worried…

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4 thoughts on “A Bit Of Perspective 

  1. I think we all worry like this. Asking myself if it will matter later is something I always fail to do, but should. I’m sure you did just fine on the quiz!

  2. I read a statistic from the inspirational author, Max Lucado (I forgot where he got it, sorry), that said 85% of what we worry about never comes to pass. In the Bible, it says (paraphrase) Worry about nothing; pray about everything. Once you’ve left things in The Lord’s hands you stop worrying (unless you keep snatching the worry back. Ha!) I think worry is a woman/man thing. A woman will say, “I’m not going to think about it” then “worry it to death” like a bulldog worrying a rag doll. A man will say the same thing, then WHAM! An iron wall comes down and the man literally does not give the worrisome thing a second thought. Write a poem about that, I double dog dare you!
    Off my soapbox, I really liked the poem. As you can see, it spoke to me. Ha Ha.

    1. Mmm that’s an interesting statistic. Sometimes I feel like it’s closer to 99%. Ah, I worry so much. I like your paraphrase though. Haha if that isn’t true, I don’t know what is. I’ll try to.
      Maybe my yet to be written poem will speak to you as well.

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