Why do little things worry us as if they are the biggest skeletons in our closet? I’m a person that observes even ants traveling by my desk to my half eaten brownie, or a big truck passing by our school’s street. In simple words, I am observant, and this trait of mine makes me see the littlest things that I shouldn’t be seeing. I’m saying this because little things make me worry.
It worries me when my father opt to call my sister to take his blood pressure. I’m worried if I am not home by 7p.m. (only God knows why) It worries me when droplets of rain starts to pour down early in the morning.(I always think there’s a typhoon coming) It worries me when my friends didn’t even remember to text me today.
This simple things maybe simple to you, but for me, it’s not. These things worries me.I wonder why?
