I worry too much...

Worry, worry, worry; fret, fret, fret.
That's me. Drives me crazy sometimes, well lots of the time.
In some ways it is helpful, like making sure the i's get dotted, and the t's get crossed.
Other times, all it does is occupy my mind with things that should not concern me, at least not at this moment. And by filling up my brain with worrisome thoughts, I don't leave enough room for the good and productive ones. I guess I need to better learn the art of distraction.