I'm Worried

I'm worried my son won't be able to go to college.

I'm worried my dad may have occasional moments of utter clarity when he's fully cognizant of every single ability he has lost, and that he realizes he no longer has one shred of dignity and despises us for allowing it.

I'm worried my son will be in a car accident.

I'm worried I should be selling my house.

I'm worried Justin Morneau will never play baseball again.

I'm worried that it's not the economy; it's me.

I'm worried I'm going to get Alzheimer's disease.

I'm worried that I live in a country where people like Michelle Bachmann and Sarah Palin have thousands upon thousands of supporters.

I'm worried that I live in a country where people protest building a mosque.

I'm worried that I live in a country where the general population is so ignorant they think Al-Qaeda is synonymous with Islam.  Using that logic, the KKK is synonymous with Christianity.

I'm worried my car is going to quit working.

I'm worried I won't live long enough.

I'm worried I will live too long.