Or: How to do a really long walk, which is quite a scary thing to do when you (over)think about it
Anxiety is a fairly loaded word these days and I’m reluctant to use it here. If you’ve ever suffered with it, you’ll know that it’s pervasive; it’s the fear our ancestors would have had when they knew a predator could sneak up on them at any moment, but somehow your mind has convinced you that you need to feel the same way at 10am on a Tuesday morning when you’re just trying to get a spreadsheet done. This isn’t a post about anxiety, but it is a post about worry. Maybe you’ll know what I’m talking about.