I have been feeling a little been overwhelmed these days. I want to perform, I want to do well. I want to give my very best. And then I wonder if I could do it at all. This is where I’m wrong, that thinking too much about the unknown future causes anxiety and stress. Do my best and leave the rest to The Universe.
Bought The Diary of Anne Frank. I think the first time I read it was in secondary school. That’s why I feel inspired to write this in a “Dear diary” form. She’s so wise for her age. I haven’t finished the book, halfway through it. Who’s got the time. I’m going to keep this quick, because I need to continue with my paperwork.
Oh well. This is a part of life too anyway.