For a long time, or a lifetime even, it’s been a habit of mine to predict the future.
I’m not a real fortune teller though, I’m a phony. A fake!
I must be – because all of my predictions are the bleakest of the bleak; nothing ever turns out well; everything always goes as badly as it can possibly go.
More over, they rarely – if ever – come true!
In fact, I can’t honestly remember one occurrence of an event/situation/problem playing out as badly as I’d predicted it in my head. Not one.
Today, I’d like to share a quote that I often think of, when I find myself returning to this habit.
Mark Twain: “I’ve had a lot of worries in my life, most of which have never happened.”
Life’s short. We’ve enough real problems to deal with in reality.
There’s really no need to invent extra.