I am feeling rather stressed right now.
It's all about silly stuff- job, apartment, money- you know, the usual.
In the long run, this stuff doesn't really matter that much. In some way or another, it will work out. It always does. Stressing out about it more than necessary isn't going to help anything at all.
So I'm not going to think about my stress when I don't need to. Instead, I'm going to think about roses. Here in New England, late spring is a glorious time- all the flowers are finally in bloom, the farmers markets are getting started, and there are roses everywhere. They smell wonderful, and look even better.
Right now, rather than dwelling on the things that are freaking me out, I choose to dwell on the roses.
I'll let you know how it goes.