Sometimes
I've always made mountains out of mole hills. I come up with these elaborate "ideas" in my head about what was or did happen as well as what will or can happen. I know that if I don't curb this habit I'll never end up truly happy, and I am at a place in my life that I CAN be happy. So, why am I sweating the small things? I need to constantly remind myself to cherish the small acts that I am privy to, but to not let the "bad" ones rub me the wrong way. I'm still working on it. I'm not sure as to how well it'll end up.