Worry Not

This is what happened yesterday

Uncertain

I might loose my job but if I don't ill defiantly be moving location and being part of such a huge organisation scares me. I get that horrible sick feeling everytime I think about it. Unfortunately that's the majority of the time.

Worry is a god, invisible but omnipotent. It steals the bloom from the cheek and lightness from the pulse; it takes away the appetite, and turns the hair gray.

Oh, to be a Barnaby!

And That's Today's One Through The Looking Glass