Another Week

All that work I did last week is finished. I've got one deadline, and made a list of things I have to get done. But there's much less that's urgent to do, and my old devils are sneaking up. Worried about stuff, but realising the worry is just something of itself, and does not really apply to externals. I'm sure it will all work out.

Started beginning to explain this, but it just sounded uncomfortable. Really, my interpretation of it is as valid as yours.