It's funny sometimes what causes anxiety.
I had lunch with my Lil' Sis and MatStreet last week at Acropolis in Ybor City. As I was driving to the restaurant I was feeling pretty anxious. It took me a few minutes to realize that it was the prospect of parking that was causing it. Just about everywhere you go around here has a parking lot. You rarely have to park on the street.
I can get up and speak in front of large groups of people. I can use power tools and build things. I can tackle complex problems and find realistic and functional solutions. And I rarely experience any lack of confidence, anxiety, butterflies or self-doubt.
But tell me that I have to find a damn parking space and it throws me into a tizzy.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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