in the garage under those green sleds

















Sometimes I am so anxious about everything. Work, money, people, the future. I feel paralyzed by it. I worry that everything in my shaky little life will fall apart. I worry that I will fail. I worry that I will let everyone down including myself. I worry that failure will build upon failure with staggering momentum and I will be swallowed up. I mean I really worry about this stuff. Fears that take hold.

(images from Cart Life)
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