When I am annoyed by events and people out of my control;
when I feel that upleasant irritated feeling like fingernails on a chalkboard, only, well, more annoying;
when just the sight or sound of some annoying someone approaching my airspace sets off an inner blaring siren;
I have lived long enough to know it's all a mirage.
I’m being distracted, or distracting myself, away from the only real problem I face.
I'm not saying that there are no problems but the one affecting me emotionally this moment.
In truth there are billions, if not more, problems swimming around.
They just don't happen to be my problems.
Especially not right now.
Like stray cats and dogs, stray problems are always on the lookout for a new home.
Don’t ever feed them or invite them in.
Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.