Worry is the disease

I woke up this morning with a rash on my butt. Throughout the day it started covering more area. When I noticed how large it was, worry flooded through me. I hated that. I feel healthy, so it’s probably nothing. It’s probably either something in the water my body is getting used to, detergent used for the bed sheets, or just me sweating more. Whatever it is, I’m sure acclimation to Buenos Aires is the cause, not some┬ádisease. Continue reading “Worry is the disease”