Read these words:

WITH A CLICK, WITH A SHOCK

PHONE’LL JINGLE, DOOR’LL KNOCK

OPEN THE LATCH. SOMETHING’S COMING. 

I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT IS. 

Close your eyes. What are you picturing? The inner monologue of someone with crippling anxiety?

Open your eyes. These are, in fact, some of the lyrics to “Something’s Coming” from West Side Story, in which Tony (a 50’s Romeo) sings about how excited he is that the completely unpredictable future is coming for him in an unknown way at an unknown time.

As a good thing.

I, like Tony, often think something’s coming for me, DOWN THE BLOCK ON A BEACH UNDER A TREE. But I tell you what: it’s usually not something good that I’m looking over my shoulder for.

Maybe this could be a lesson for me, as I try to be more glass-half-full despite these anxious times. Maybe I should take a page from Tony’s book and recalibrate. Maybe I should reorient myself to expect to CATCH THE MOON, and decide that SOMETHING GREAT IS COMING. 

Mindset is everything, some people say. 

But then again, I think: look what happens to Tony. It’s not great. 

Maybe Tony should take a page from my book and fret a little more.