You can choose to meet things with a chip on your shoulder; that you’ve got too much to do; that there is never enough time in the day.
I get it. I’ve been there. I’ve felt that frustration. I’ve even banged the crap out of a few desks, and flung a few grunts and curses out into the universe. And towards people.
But there is another option.
You can choose to meet these things, to meet everything, with ease and gratitude.
Almost certainly it could be a lot worse.
You’ll figure it out.