Some days you just don't know how you can possibly get through another day. The weight of life is heavy. Right now frustration abounds, and I am trying to tame my serial overachieving multitasking inhuman nature. How to quiet the mind while synapses are being tampered with and juggling an international move, two jobs, reconnecting with social aspects, concerns and worries, etc etc etc. Such is life.
You do the best you can, and focus on the simple pleasures of life, the good (or you try to), and get through the rough patches, one unstable sand dune step at a time.
You know you'll live, but sometimes you want to believe in something bigger than yourself; the hopes and possibilities keep you motivated, sheer gut strength, and commitment to live life fully without fear, regret, close-mindedness, and a vast undying compassionate heart keeps me afloat.
Forgiveness, tolerance, and a malleable core also helps in seeing various perspectives and embodying empathy. After a collision, some beeline for the phone to call 911, others react however way, and I knee-jerk react straight to the individual who needs emotional/psychological support. We're all wired differently, some can see it, and appreciate it, others oblivious, most pass judgement. Thats all right, we all have our past experiences and scars unresolved, easily aggravated, its all a learning experience and we're all evolving on the journey. After a while you're just grateful for every experience, good, bad, the completely ugly. You love every bit of it, as you've lived a life where in an instant it can be taken away from you, changed, void.
Might I add, who you are, 'being', also makes the world of difference. We are not only what we do, but whom we embody.
Note to self: pull through, M, you've got this;)