Grrrr beh. (and other mutterings of frustration)

I’m stressing out, man. Why do I feel so restless?

Is this a good kind of restless, like something really good is coming around the bend,

or the bad kind, where I can sense trouble is on its way?

Fook. I don’t know. But I have a feeling it’s up to me whether it’s good or bad.

As in, the more I worry and stress about the possiblity of the negative, the more likely things will make a turn for the nasty, I think. Yes?

Gah. I don’t want to mess it up.

But maybe the negative vibe is just the universe’s way of saying, you’re heading the wrong direction, take a left turn, honey!

Or maybe I’m thinking too much. Haha.