Some folks can’t go a day without doomscrolling, forecasting disaster, or Googling “asteroid impact probability.” But not you, amigo. Today, let the sun hit your face, sip your coffee slowly, and leave the worrying to professionals like Rick—he’s got a full-time gig with benefits.
Enjoy today. Let the big worries have a vacation. You both need some time off. I can guarantee the worries will be waiting for you when you open the door. So, don’t worry about not worrying. I know people who make a profession out of worrying. My friend Rick is such a person.
Ray: Hi Rick, how’s it going?”
Rick: “Did you see the latest news?”
Ray: “I get my news online. I prefer to read about it.”
Rick: “Get your head in the game, Ray. These tariffs are going to send you to the poor house.”
Ray: “The way I live, mostly a plant based diet. My brother calls me cheap. I say I’m frugal. Everything will play out. Not to worry.”
Rick. “I wouldn’t be so sure. I heard STDs are coming back.”
Ray: “Are you worried about getting an STD (Rick is in his 80’s)?
Rick: “No, but I might know some people who could get an STD.”
Ray: (trying to change the subject). How do you like this weather? It’s great?”
Rick: “It’s been a few good days, but there’s a 5 percent chance in ten days we could have severe thunderstorms.”
Ray: (I’m getting a headache). “I’ve got to run, Rick. Lots of errands to do.”
Rick: “Watch out for road rage and pot holes and all that construction.”
Ray: (I need a cup of coffee). Adios, Rick.
