Streets of Possibility

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y are going or they need an answer five minutes ago. Life doesn’t work that way.I am guilty of feeling this way sometimes. I have a plan in my head of what needs to be done each day, whether it is at work or just in general. I also have OCD and anxiety which adds a fun dynamic to the day. One thing goes wrong and my entire day can get thrown off. An anxiety attack can set me back for hours sometimes. That causes my journey to be held up for a bit or changes things entirely.I have tried to learn how to relax and take things in stride. Some days I am successful and some days not so much. Every day is a new beginning. If yesterday wasn’t so great, then I wake up the next with a positive attitude. Again, there are days I struggle mightily.Trying to control the chaos in my head sometimes is too great to even get out of bed and deal with. I have three mechanisms that help in my fight to control “my crazy”. The first one is reading. If I ever feel like the world is slipping away, I always have a book on hand. If I can just sit and start reading, my mind will glide right into that book world and save me from my thoughts.Writing is also a fantastic mechanism for me. A lot of what crowds my brain sometimes is my t

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houghts. I get too many at once and my brain just overloads and has a malfunction.There’s a reason I keep pen and paper handy. All I have to do is jot down my thoughts and empty out my cluttered brain.Music is the third thing that helps with my anxiety and OCD. I like to listen to any Classic Rock from the 60’s and 70’s. Although I wasn’t born until 1977, this music takes me away. Bob Dylan and Neil Young are two of my favorites to play when I’m feeling anxious or overwhelmed. They both center me into a serene, eye-opening place. While listening to either musician, I feel like I can do anything.

See, even in this piece, the road I started on and the road I took are completely different. I had a plan in my head for what I was going to write and then took an unexpected turn. I’m still ending in the place I expected to though.Each street is a new beginning which can be exciting and scary at the same time. The end is never known. Each story I write is a new beginning for me. Each piece provides me with a sense of excitement and at the same time scares me to publish it for the public to see.<h2 id="afd2">Life is a series of streets. Choose wisely and enjoy the ride.</h2>© Dave Logan 2021</article></body>

Life is a long and winding road

A street can take you anywhere. Once you step out that door, the journey begins. Yes, you know where your street leads or where the streets in your town or surrounding towns lead. The street as a path in life is the mystery. We start every day with an idea of what we are going to do. Throughout the day things may change. Something unexpected may happen and cause your day to take a different direction. It’s just like a detour that takes you on a different path.

Time might be added on to how long it takes to get to your destination, but that’s life. Everything takes time. These days, everyone seems to be in such a hurry to get to where they are going or they need an answer five minutes ago. Life doesn’t work that way.

I am guilty of feeling this way sometimes. I have a plan in my head of what needs to be done each day, whether it is at work or just in general. I also have OCD and anxiety which adds a fun dynamic to the day. One thing goes wrong and my entire day can get thrown off. An anxiety attack can set me back for hours sometimes. That causes my journey to be held up for a bit or changes things entirely.

I have tried to learn how to relax and take things in stride. Some days I am successful and some days not so much. Every day is a new beginning. If yesterday wasn’t so great, then I wake up the next with a positive attitude. Again, there are days I struggle mightily.

Trying to control the chaos in my head sometimes is too great to even get out of bed and deal with. I have three mechanisms that help in my fight to control “my crazy”. The first one is reading. If I ever feel like the world is slipping away, I always have a book on hand. If I can just sit and start reading, my mind will glide right into that book world and save me from my thoughts.

Writing is also a fantastic mechanism for me. A lot of what crowds my brain sometimes is my thoughts. I get too many at once and my brain just overloads and has a malfunction.

There’s a reason I keep pen and paper handy. All I have to do is jot down my thoughts and empty out my cluttered brain.

Music is the third thing that helps with my anxiety and OCD. I like to listen to any Classic Rock from the 60’s and 70’s. Although I wasn’t born until 1977, this music takes me away. Bob Dylan and Neil Young are two of my favorites to play when I’m feeling anxious or overwhelmed. They both center me into a serene, eye-opening place. While listening to either musician, I feel like I can do anything. See, even in this piece, the road I started on and the road I took are completely different. I had a plan in my head for what I was going to write and then took an unexpected turn. I’m still ending in the place I expected to though.

Each street is a new beginning which can be exciting and scary at the same time. The end is never known. Each story I write is a new beginning for me. Each piece provides me with a sense of excitement and at the same time scares me to publish it for the public to see.