It's the Weirdest Thing

I went for a run last night, first time in a month, and it felt better than expected.

I associate running with worrying. When I'm alone with nothing to do but run and think, my mind usually turns to all the things that stress me out. Well, last night I was at a loss for things to worry about. What does one think about when one is not worried about anything? For a while I worried about not worrying, but I got over that pretty quick. I guess I could worry about the fact that in two weeks I will be officially unemployed, but that doesn't bother me either. I think I could get used to this.