Fretting? a coffee

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The attitude that I am trying  to pick of late is “no fretting…”

Do not get it twisted though, I have always been a ‘no fret’ kind of person save for two things ;

  1. A constant stare-I do not like to feel people eyes on me…(working on it!)
  2. Slow traffic (how can I deal?)

The other day an Ex- friend of mine (we have down graded from friends to being acquaintances)  told me they will be applying ‘my attitude’ on stuff!

While I am working on the above two issues, my general attitude is “Why fret while you can be ‘easy like Sunday morning’ and let the universe take care of its own? In any case the sun must rise tomorrow morning and still set as it usually does in the evening.”

…and in the spirit of coffee,

                                                 Coffee, fret ’em dark circles,a rub a time

                                                 Coffee, fret ’em weird wrinkles,a rub a time

                                                 Coffee, fret ’em damn nerves,a sip a time

                                                 No fret ,’em odds favor us,a chill a time

Above all our creator is in charge. No fretting.

via Daily Prompt: Fret
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