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Sometimes it is just about getting to the end of the day. That, in itself is an accomplishment, another hurdle, another date crossed off the calendar. A pat on the back and you can send yourself off to bed. Sometimes that's all that can be managed and that's okay. It's okay that you didn't change the world today or you didn't fill your quota of good deeds. Sometimes you just need to put yourself first and the rest will fall into place. And if it turns out that everything else suddenly becomes a shit-storm of the grandiose kind, then you just face forward, pick up the pace and make it to the end of the day. Commend yourself on making it through another twenty four hours on this planet. It is nothing more than wasted energy to prepare for bad news and the eventuality that things will go wrong. Time spent compiling escape plans and scenarios will not prepare you nor will it soften the blow should events turn somewhat pear-shaped. You never know, that blow may never even happen. If you find that getting to the end of the day seems like too great a challenge then focus on getting through that moment, that minute, those next few seconds because one thing is certain, time never stops. A moment never lasts and everything changes. If you find that you can fill that time with good things and can make a difference then go forth and conquer. Always appreciate the achievement of making it through the day and when you find that getting to the end of the day becomes an easy/easier task, then fill those days to the brim with shared joy and you might just find yourself changing your world.

In the Mouth of the Monster

I find myself residing here, in the mouth of the monster. Ready to be swallowed whole, ready to navigate the messy, acidic belly of the beast. Ready to be slowly digested, guts exposed, bones brittle and weathered. At least it is warm here. At least I am sheltered from the elements.