I had a bit of an anxiety moment earlier today. For the first time in many months work has been busy and days are just flying before my eyes. Before I know it it's the end of the day and time to get home.
Today, I had a gig lined up that's been in the pipeline for ages. But I found myself getting more and more worried about it and the arrangements. I don't know why, I can't explain it. Maybe it was because Chris couldn't make it, but my brother kindly stepped in. I knew it would be brilliant, but my stomach gave me such pain, I felt sick, just wanted to get it over with.
After meeting him and walking to the venue, we talked about it a bit and jokingly said maybe I should just sell them to the next guy buying and go and have dinner somewhere. And that's exactly what we did! I made a massive loss of course, but it didn't matter, it was instant relief and we went to a family favourite restaurant and had a jolly nice chat, just the two of us. I feel terrible that I gave in to this unjustified fear, but I also loved how the evening turned out.
I guess sometimes you can't do everything, even if you want to.
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Work really is getting so busy these days, sometimes I don't get time to catch up with myself.
When I finally have time alone odd thoughts pop into my head, it's like I don't have the energy I ordinarily would have to keep them at bay.
For example; when can anyone be trusted?
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