Why am I so weird and so wired? Maybe I'll become a bag lady, pushing my cart of possessions without a care in the world.
I have a car, home, food in the fridge and clothes on my back. I have to give up this worrying. Why do I worry about every little thing?
Used to ask my man, are you worried about "---"? "No, you do it for me."
Got up a half hour ago - woke up, thought of something and had to think (worry) about it. Am I the only one who does this? It doesn't change anything to worry.