Nothing much to write

It seems that every change comes with some worry. When I was looking for work, I worried I would not find a suitable job. Once I found one that seemed suitable for now, I worried before starting that I might not be up to it. After starting, I might worry that falling short on a given day or month would hurt my future at the company. And that is only the work side of things. There were plenty of worries through more than ten years of schooling, too, mixed with the confusing feelings and relationships of adolescence. It feels as if I have spent all this time worrying, with something to be anxious about at every turn…