The past two nights have been difficult for me. Not sure why... but I can't seem to sleep. I fear I'm becoming my mother. A worrier. The terrible thing is that I'm NOT a dramatic person. I'm NOT a worrier! How is it that the changes coming along with being over 40 are changing me in ways I can't control? It's like a permanent case of pms (sorry for the "ick" factor there fellas... but the ladies know what I'm talking about)! I know it's crazy. I know I'm lying awake concerned over things of which I have no control... but I can't help it.
Just when I convince myself that this thinking is irrational, and that I am overly concerned about nothing....... I find someone who makes me feel completely, totally, clinically, SANE by comparison............
Arthur Firstenberg is sueing his neighbor for $530,ooo for refusing to turn off her iPhone, claiming that the electromagnetic fields generated are destroying his health.
