“What I worry about”


What do I worry about? The greatest thing is that I could die at any given moment from little things like falling down or inhaling a pencil shaving. It is quite frightening that I have to worry about every little thing. I have to worry if the chair I’m about to sit in will suddenly break, or if the school spontaneously combusts. I even have to worry about who the next prime minister will be. There are just way to many things in my life that I have to worry about. What if I don’t get my homework done or if the world is plunge into darkness by a black hole, and being in this darkness will make everyone in the world lose their sanity, and that would lead to a bloody manifest! Okay, breathe Michael, just breathe. Oh dear, what if I stop breathing, or my cat dies, or the ozone layer completely evaporates and we are all burnt to a crisp. So, what do I worry about? I’ve decided that I worry about too many things, and this journal has made me realise it.