Worry, Worry, Toil and Trouble

If you don’t know what these mean, in a nutshell, not good.

I grew up believing that worry and fret over something or someone meant you cared.

Worry is a futile exercise that brings forth nothing but anxiety and fear.

Yet, sometimes I feel that if I’m not worried, I may not care enough.

I prefer to be a passenger in this VW bus traveling through life, knowing the direction but enjoying the view.

This has been a Note To Self.