something i hate...is my ability to dwell. and dwell. and dwell on things.
i am a dweller. not a bottom dweller or a sea dweller. just a dweller. maybe as far as analogies go, i might be a cliff dweller? it has a nice view, but it's also a loooong way to the ground...
dwelling on things like fights, or potential confrontation, or grades, or exams, or sleep, or my orchids, or my messy flat, or the kitchen table of my dreams causes a good amount of stress.
some of it is good stress, i guess, and it's good to have some of that - because after all, that's what motivates us, right?
well, my problem is that i have no off button for that sort of stuff. and i sort of hate that i can't just shut everything out once in a while and just fully Relax. Without thinking about or worring about anything.
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