I wake in the night feeling gruesome – again. At the moment I
spend more time feeling ill than I do feeling well. I’m presuming that it’s
because I have a couple of stressful events on the horizon, but I’m loath to
cancel them because my life is already reduced to a minimum. I need to find a
way either to cope with stress, or to take life more calmly.
Poor Frog wakes and I tell him my troubles.
‘Life’s not an
exam,’ he says.
I start to cry. ‘What
is it then?’
‘A walk in the
countryside.’
If only. If only it were. If only I could change my mindset.
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