And the tap drips


Not just at 10.15 on a Saturday night as The Cure sang.

The tap drips in our heads all day and all night if we let it. Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip.

Worry, fear, anger, frustration, panic, anxiety, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip.

We can, of course, choose to just switch the tap off. Step away from it all.

None of it will really matter, perhaps in a day from now, but in a week from now? For sure not in a month from now, OMG!!! a year from now, really!!

All that matters is now and what we choose to do in this moment. What went before is gone.

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