So I was driving to work today, brooding about various things, and I noticed this irritating little critter in the back of my head, whispering: "What if it was a mistake, breaking up with your ex? What if that was the best you'll ever do, and it's all downhill from here?"
I kicked that critter out the window. The last words I heard it scream as it yoinged off the windshield of a Ford Explorer were "I'll be back!! Aaaaarrgh..."
Yeah, it'll be back. It doesn't help. It's pushing me to hurry up in a place where I should really be cautious.