Crossing the Street

You’re crossing a street. Traffic is coming. You stop and panic. Do you blame the cars for coming at you? Do you complain how far it is to the other side? Do you lie down and feel sorry for yourself? Do you become oblivious to your situation? No. You get the heck across the street before you become road pizza.

Was thinking about some problems I have. About all of them can be solved with action. Not a pity party. Not complaining. Not blaming other people for my problem.

I need to get moving. I need to get busy. I need to get my butt across the street before I become road pizza.

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