You don't see stuff in trees.
BackstoryMy big philosophical offering for 13 is an old joke I read once in the Readers Digest Laughter is the Best Medicine section. It goes something like this:
A cat was stuck up in the tree and its owner was frantic. The fireman was called but he didn't seem as worried as the owner and assured her the cat would get down on its own. "How can you be so calm about it?" the owner demanded. "Well," he replied, "how many cat skeletons do you see in the trees?"
Whenever I get myself into a tizzy, thinking something is a disaster in my life, I think of this story and remember things usually have a way of working themselves out.