what was I thinking?

I was on a rant the other night and truly it was more about me than a lovely man I know. We all have lives, and business, and for god's sake I was mad I couldn't have more time. This persoh is generous, kind, honest, forthright, and a hell of a lot of fun. So why was I ranting and cranky?
I truly think it is because I get scared and this drives much of my life. Must not be scared. Live life. If you see someone do. If they are busy, get busy yourself. I will try to remember this. Good people, good men, are gifts and I don't want this to become encumbered with my own angst. Take a nap. thank those you love. and don't over talk or think, just be. I will try to follow my own advice.