I have the terrible habit of living situations in my mind before they’ve actually happened, bringing my preconceived notions and plans into an event or a place in time, when they shouldn’t be. As a result of this planning I sometimes get flustered when things don’t go as I thought they would or should. And so, sitting on a train in Rome, running 40 minutes late to plans I had made with a young lady I’d met the night before, my heart was racing. I was frustrated with the speed of the train, the duration of the stops – which seemed [...]
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