So I had a frustrating work day yesterday, which led to introspection, trouble getting to sleep, a bunch of anxiety about a handful of related money/career/life things, a late wake up, and a missed workout. 

What an auspicious start to my day, right? 

A friend of mine messaged me just now though after I followed his cat on Twitter (just roll with it, ok?) and  I started to tell him my litany of woes, and got his sympathies. 

As I did, I remembered something, which I told him. 

"It's okay. I know the drill. Much of my suffering in this is self-imposed, and the result of expectation.  Just moving through it."

  As soon as I said it, I knew it to be the truth. That doesn't mean I snap my fingers and don't feel anguish. That wouldn't be human!  I recognize what I did, and am doing. I'm moving through pain I mostly made myself.   

It's not easy, but it's worthwhile.  I already feel better somewhat, too.

I think that's the truth of human existence - a constant series of waves we surf.   

That's a valuable skill to have.  

 Bad days are relative, right? I mean it's not like I'm getting bitten by a shark as I hang from the rescue ladder of a helicopter.  

Bad days are relative, right? I mean it's not like I'm getting bitten by a shark as I hang from the rescue ladder of a helicopter.  

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AuthorMako Allen
Categories365 Gratitude