I always forget

Some days I tend to get lost in the problems I think I have. A little
walk might give me a few minutes to stew, but I inevitably become
distracted by the bamboo at the house on the corner. Across the
street from that house is another with a beautiful Sunflower bush. I
then look up at the sky and smile. I'm so silly.

As I walk into my clinic, I start worrying again. Usually about what I
was worrying about before, and about what I'm going to be doing.

30 minutes later I'm happier than I've ever been in my life, doing
what I love to do.

I always forget, until I'm there to remember.