I’m an impatient person by nature. I often struggle to let other people finish their sentences and I hate waiting for my Uber to arrive.

In a session with my psychologist he dropped a couple of bombs in my brain that blew things up and made me rethink how to put them all back together.

One of them was that I have (had?) an addiction to anxiety.

The other was that waiting is an action, not a lack of action.

These two things together brought light into the dark corners of my mind where I struggle with anxiety and ambition.

As we head into the end of 2019, a decade is ending, not just a year. How did you spend this year and this decade? Constantly worried, constantly anxious, constantly planning your next move without letting the last one work itself out?