Working through the blues. I give thanks that I will be Ok. I know the way back to balance.
I have been hit with many problems. Not mortally wounded just mortally discouraged.
Not dwelling on the things that made me sad but searching for spots of joy in the gloom.
Realizing that I am tired and resting. Praying and being still.
But keeping my mind and body busy. Sounds like a paradox but it works.
I beckon to my inner child to come out and play. Art and music. Bill Nye the science guy!
Much can wait till tomorrow my gloom could turn to sorrow, I will decide!
I have all I need! Bet you do too!