Worry

While working I received a call from my home. Answering I came to hear my brother's voice, quite angry, complaining how he couldn't get on the network. My family has been having issues with their DSL in the vain that Verizon are inept, so I have been allowing them on my Cable line. Confused at my brothers accusations to me shutting off my router, I assured him that the router was on. This came to two possibilities, my router was not working, or my cable had been shut off. I thought the former.

I came home to find out there was a hiccup in the router, and that simply resetting it fixed the problem. But all day I found myself pondering as to what happened. Not knowing what was going on and being unable to find out. The mind seems to go to the worst place at times like this, and it makes me wonder why this happens? Why do we always assume the worse? Why is it when we have only half the information do we make wild jumps in conclusions?

I think it might be a defense mechanism. We go to that place to prepare ourselves, to make ourselves ready for whats to come. So that when we finally come to find out all the information we don't stumble and fall. We assume the worse to protect ourselves, to keep ourselves out of danger. And what a relief comes when you find that it was nothing to worry about. That swell of euphoria that washes over us when we find out that every things okay. We chuckle a bit at how silly it was that we fretted so much over it.

So don't worry, be happy.