I'm a worrier and I'm pretty sure I always have been. Growing up it was common for me to hear phrases like, "Josh, don't be such a worry wart" or "all you can do is your best, and let God handle the rest."
I love going on night time drives with my best friends. There’s something strangely peaceful about an open road, littered with the lights of an occasional street lamp or passing vehicle. Our conversations often ebb and flow between belly laughs and comfortable silence.
I remember the excitement that came before any party, formal, mixer, etc. during my undergrad years. I remember the laughter and camaraderie that signaled the revelry to come, echoing throughout the Fraternity house.