Shit happens!

Shit happens!
Anytime, anywhere…
When you least expect it…
Sometimes in front of everyone.

I think of trouble a little differently…
I play let it flow by like a river to the sea…
I bow to the audience…
Knowing that I may have created my best story yet.

Let us imagine trouble like a badger…
Just sitting there chewing on some tasty nib…
For me, I can sense the worry in it’s face…
Because I’m ready for take-off!

So, the things within your power are just like that badger…
They tremble at your ferocity…
But you may see them as some tricky kind of ghost…
And hide under your bed.

It’s crazy how scary things become if you just keep staring at them…
Yet those thoughts are neither good nor useful…
Yep, when you worry, you are mostly wrong…
And let that badger run free in the field.

I love you,

Annie