There are people who worry about everything. We call them worrywarts. They even seem to look for things to worry about. It’s like food and they’re always hungry.

There are people who never worry. They say, “No worries, mate!” You sometimes wonder what world they’re living in.

I worry about both of them.

I try to train myself to only worry about things worth worrying about. I worry about my choices.

I remember the old joke. Me and old jokes again.
The student says to the teacher: “How long did you say before the sun burns out?”
“Five billion years.”
“Oh, thank God! I thought you said five million!”