The sun sets on another day…
I enjoyed the blue sky shifting to purples and reds as I wandered to the house. My mind races as colors drifted across the horizon. Perhaps the sky was letting me know about the world, and a little of me.
It is an easy theory. I have heard it so many times since I first wrote it. The idea of making every day count. Every day does count, but who does it count for?
My spin on it all was not to whine about the past, nor pine about the future, but instead define ourselves each day as the best we can be. So many have said similar, but how do we get there? How do we define the world as the best world it can be?
To me, it has a lot to do with overcoming those things that try to pull us down, and pulling ourselves up higher and higher each day. It is not easy, but it is worth it.
Take a deep breath, open your eyes, see the world not as it tasks you, but as a task to overcome. A goal to make better. An adventure. Then live that adventure!
So as the sun sets on another day, I enjoy every day. Even if it is difficult, even if it tasks me, the day is mine, and as I enjoy it, the world seems a little better. Find your way with me, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and define!