![]() WorrimentA Poem by OnlymeA born worrier all my days. I can't help but worry about this and that and the next thing that comes along. The odd time if rare. I do feel relaxed and stress-free. Something else comes along and kicks me in the teeth to make me distressed all over again. Oh, the joys of life and living with it. Try yoga, running, jogging. A nice warm relaxing bath. To take the mind of your woes. Oh if life was just that simple. I could just switch my brain off and back on again. When the time's suits.
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