Can’t Shake the Jitters

Each weekend’s mental prep has me nervous about the work week to come. Tonight it’s worse than usual.

There’s no logic involved here. I can’t put my head where it needs to be in order to properly prepare. Normally I shake off the usual worries. But this damn pandemic. It’s really bad out there. The “manly” part of me says fuhgeddaboudit.

Something is nagging me though. Maybe it’s a byproduct of PTSD. I don’t know. Can’t shake it though.

I’ll let you know how it goes. Hopefully.