“We don’t see things as they are, we see things as we are.”
- Anais Nin
I’m a born pessimist, its a nasty innate habit and I will to shake it off. I’m leaving for NYC in 48 hours and I could not be more miserable. Of course I’m part glad, but my tendency to think of the worst and my firm belief in Murphy’s Law is simply working against me now.
” I am going to be all alone. I may lose my luggage in transit. Seated alone in a long haul flight is going to be miserable. Arriving in NYC and finding around my way after dark is dangerous. Will the taxi bring me safely to my hotel? I suck being charming when meeting people for the first time. I’m not ready to get out of my comfort zone. I’m leaving for DC a day after I arrive in NYC – so much for handling jetlag. I am going to be all alone.”
My friends can’t stand that I’m such a buzz kill, my best friend caught me sighing several times while over at my place earlier, and my boyfriend actually lost it and told me to SNAP OUT OF IT earlier this morning.






