Day 948: Worrying

Worrying is one of the things I do best.  As soon as I learn of a problem, I start imagining all the possibilities, usually the worst, and try to find a response or solution.  It's been elevated to an art form.  So when Nancy is ill in Kentucky, what can I do?  Worry, fret, and think how can I get there fast?  Would my presence make any difference?  She is alone and scared.  How can I help her?  Then I think about Laurie and that she has been through the same thing, alone, many times.  Why do we have to live 8 hours away?

200 lengths today, all before a tremendous thunderstorm.

Fairy tale pink

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