I often find myself sitting on the fence between pleasure and anxiety.

This morning I sipped my coffee in an unusually pleasant mood. After going through my notes for the day, I realized that for the first time in a few weeks, I didn’t have any client work. I had a free day to work on my own projects.

It was a good feeling. If only my inner voice would have allowed it to last.

A free day is great. I rarely have time to tackle my personal projects. I should have been ecstatic. Instead, something in me twisted my perspective. Rather than “I’m free from client work today,” it became “I don’t have enough clients and my business is falling apart.”

It’s absurd. And the feeling quickly passed. But it’s something that’s in me, always nagging, shifting my perspective to look at the negative.

And while I appreciate seeing the other side, sometimes it would be nice to remain blissfully ignorant.