my mind raced tonight about certain people and situations. I hate trying to chase my own thoughts, so I lifted weights at 2:30 this morning. As I lifted, my mind was focused on changes I CAN make.
I can hope that things get better for Steph, that her fear lessens, and it has nothing to do with religion. I can hope things get easier for people cleaning up the debris from the floods and tornadoes. Other than that, it’s out of my hands.
it’s time to rest now, my cat says.