sometimes, i worry too much. about the most unnecessary things, like how my scarf doesn’t feel like it’s in place. like how i think i pinned it too high up that i need to lower it down so it absolutely covers my chest, but thinking of how i have to repin everything, it’s a big hassle and that adds up to all the discomfort. i even worry about how i’m not breathing right because i have never felt this heavy, when walking around.
it worries me how i can’t adapt to changes as rapidly as this one’s occurring, and it’s worrying how these teeny things are affecting my whole point of view, even worst, my mood.
whatever it is, i can’t let all the worries that exist just in my head, spoil such a beautiful trip!