Not much to say

Not a lot is going on right now.  That's a good thing.  It seems that my normal rise and fall of nuttiness is in 'remission' right now.

That's a good thing.  I'm really busy with riding and work and all sorts of other things.  Maybe that's actually why I'm not obsessing.  I've read that hypochondria is a disease of the wealthy.

I'm by no means weathly, but I don't have a whole lot to worry about either.  Its not as if I'm worried that a dingo will eat my baby or I'll get a sore tooth and die from it.  I think when you have real things to worry about, you don't have the luxury to worry about your health.

Imagine that.  Worry as a luxury.  Its one I'd gladly give up.