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Once upon a morning, I was happily breezing along and contentedly riding my scooter when all of a sudden — disaster struck!
My phone somersaulted out of its makeshift phone holder.
In that split-second, I said a prayer to the mighty phone gods before quickly picking up the phone with bated breath…

cracked shiny new phone

My heart sank to the floor. And right on que, my regretful mind quickly lodged on to its usual “If-onlys”…

the if only downward irrationalization spiral



…See how this epic saga of small scale tribulation unfolds over at Medium: Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff — Seeing things as Glass Half Unbroken