I listen to some Jazz, gospel or country
I pray. I have a soft spot for psalm 23 in Luganda. The words give me deeper understanding and confidence
too overwhelmed, i cry.
I talk to my self. Yes i tell myself. All will be well especially when its the things that are out of my control but still my mind is racing and my heart worried. Ecclesiastes says Its all vanity. So i do console myself. Because even if i crawled and its not in my control, am simply burning energy