[1]Above is an excerpt from a letter [1] F. Scott Fitzgerald wrote to his daughter at camp in 1933. It’s a good bookend to my recent post [2] about fears. I’m adding to his list. What would you include?
Don’t worry about having enough friends on Facebook
Don’t worry about how much chocolate is too much
Don’t worry about wrinkles
Don’t worry about the relationship between a short haircut and getting a date
Don’t worry about being single