IDK if it is the planetary transits, the unsettled economy, or just my underlying anxiety, but I have felt a sense of unease these past few months, and I just cannot seem to shake it. I’m grateful that I’m at least aware enough to know that worry = too much future, not enough now. If you’re doing everything you can, you shouldn’t worry. I’m also grateful that I’m a hard worker. There’s a reason it’s called a work ethic, not a work “I’ll do it if I feel like it.” Working hard is no guarantee that you’ll be rich, but laziness pretty much guarantees a poor quality of life regardless of your income.

The end.