August 12, 2015
The IBS symptoms have returned, so I guess I'm more stressed than I thought I was. Now is the time for some short-term winnowing. I will toss this pile of unsorted worry into the air, let the the lightweight issues (and those over which I have no control anyway) float away on the breeze, and perhaps take a short nap. But first I'll finish clearing my desk, empty my wallet of those pesky credit card receipts I always think I'll file immediately and gather my jewellery and electronics. Then I'll transplant the parsnips and dream of winter chicken soup.