fret

I am making myself nervous about the fact that the future is nebulous. My constant fussing over these plans and ideas always always gives way to complacency and comfort once the Way Things Will Be sinks in. Always! But I don’t have enough control over myself to nip the fretting in the bud. I have so much good going on, despite and because of all that's changing. But uncertainty is not the way I like things, and I’m afraid until all of this has gone from an unknown to a given,
I
will
be
fretting.