It’s Tuesday. I have three weather apps on my phone, and they never agree on anything. But yesterday they all gave the same dire warnings of impending ice and snow and winds at speeds guaranteed to uproot trees, knock out power, and take your roof for a ride.
We prepared for a full onslaught, and then I succumbed to the doom fretting. You know the kind I’m talking about, where you play out so many possible scenarios in your head that you can’t even remember what’s real anymore? That was me.
Then the weather finally arrived, and it was fine.
The sky got very dark. The winds grew fierce. Wet stuff fell from the sky. The trees swayed, the drains drained, the roof held, and the power stayed on.
And then the clouds lifted and a brilliant golden light transformed a dreary monochromatic landscape back into color. It was so sudden and surprising that I went outside to get a better look—and caught my neighbor doing the same thing.
Note to self: Keep an eye on that fretting.
“Don't despair: despair suggests you are in total control and know what is coming. You don't—surrender to events with hope.”
—Alain de Botton