Anxiety

 I need quiet.  Stillness.  I don't want to take the pills.  Maybe the naps are my way of reclaiming my peace.

I understand I have nothing to worry about.  But at the same time, I can't help it.  

I worry about finding the karate class that takes 3 year olds.  I worry about setting Jenny and Phil on the right path.  I worry about being the best supportive partner for Annie.  I worry about finding tranquility at work.  I worry about not worrying myself to death.

I've gotta find an outlet.  The bike helps.