You could worry yourself to death.
Today we drove (car wreck) to the hotel (terrorism) restaurant we like for breakfast, but the street was closed (something falls from a high apartment and crushes us) for a bike race. Biking is big here. Instead, we returned the carpets we had out on loan (car wreck/bridge collapse/drowning) but the store wasn't opened yet, so we had breakfast next door (botulism/miscellaneous contagions/slime in the ice machine/dirty hands/sneeze into food/bacteria on tray/minimum wage washer spits into wash water/choking/sliping on grape thrown by child, hitting head). Then we went to the rug store to return the rugs (heart attack lifting/fibre inhalantion.) And drove home (wreck). I saw a spider on the deck (scared to death), a tarantula (spider bite death). Then tested the swimming pool water (drowning/electrocution/chemical poisoning) and had to add acid (horrible disigurement leads to depression and suicide/acid starts fire in garage.) We then walked the dog and saw some strays (rabid dog bite) and heard a strange buzzing (killer bees) just over the hill (heat exhaustion).
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