the ability to create worries

the human mind is really good at worrying. or perhaps, more specifically, my mind is really good at worrying. my life is not in danger. i don't have any immediate life-threatening sickness i know of, and neither do my loved ones. food, shelter, i'm also fine for the foreseeable future.

but yeah, i'm worried. what the future holds and whether i'll be able to handle it. whether i'm good enough, compared to a certain level of expectations that have been created (probably mostly by me, again).

yes, stay in the present and cherish every moment, but then we also gotta plan. otherwise there's not much left to cherish.

or, just remember that our time is so finite and short, and you might as well enjoy it?