We all have them: those little annoyances that steal our calm and turn us into anxiety-riddled hermits. They can happen at any time, anywhere, and without any warning.
It’s easy to wilt under their pressure, their unexpectedness.
Lately, though, I’ve been wondering what would happen if I approached them with a different frame of mind. Instead of automatically adopting the suspicion that the world and its inhabitants are out to get me, what if I tried assuming the best?