Today I taught my last class at the gym, the last class of the whole series of classes I covered.
On the way to the gym, our car (my coworker was giving me a ride) got stuck in traffic. I thought I would not make it on time, and my mind started racing over when I was going to get there and what I was going to say and oh my guru that was bad and will they be ok if we take 5 minutes after or what should I do and … Breathe.
There’s nothing I could do. So I just sat in the car, on a lovely road through the woods, sun peering through the trees’ branches, rooftop off.
I am a control freak. Not being able to control everything around me is my own private hell. But slowly, slowly, I’m getting out of this hell and discovering a whole new world, more peaceful and vibrant. It’s called Let-go-for-f**k’s-sake Land.
Of course I got there just in time. On time. Peeping into another place, called Take-no-prisoners-make-no-assumptions County.
Always look on the bright side of life, right?
(Please, if you have some time ahead of you, do yourself a favour and watch more Monty Python. Please. Try the French Taunter, I’m begging you. And I promise, we French people are not so rude. Only a little bit)