I had a stressful week last week. An intense and stressful week. And the stress was completely of my own mind's manufacturing.
But that stress is over. And I thought that once that stress was over - I don't want to go into what it was because of how profoundly silly it really was - that I would now be stress free. But now I have other stressors. It's like I'm addicted to manufacturing stress. I have some things I need to work on.
I drove Uber very little as a result of my stress. I would tell my family I was going out Ubering and then just sit in a restaurant or bar. And stress out. The only thing keeping me together has been exercise. Walking in the desert.
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