Where you find that  you spent {literally} the entire day worrying about something that never even freaking happened.

WTF. You’d think I’d know better … and I know that I do, yet I don’t. If that makes sense.

I even woke up in the middle of the night with my heart racing worrying about said “thing”. I’m glad I regularly practice long, deep yogic breathing poses {which get you back to sleep in no time}.

At 3:30 this afternoon, I found myself exhausted. Over shit that never even happened! Instead of being further perturbed by my own self, I decided to do what I usually do – laugh and see the humor in it.

And the nice little reminder from The Universe, or more like a nice, big kick in this big ass, to chill the F out — that worry serves absolutely no purpose.

I can hear that rasta-esque song in my head now … Don’t Worry, Be Happy.

Now all I need is a beach, minimal clothing, a killer tan and a drink with one of those cute, colorful, little umbrellas in them. It’s all about those umbrellas. Mon.