CXIV

One bad day does not define you. One bad day does not tell the world who you are. One bad day is seen by few, but a life time of well lived and loved moments is seen by many. And even then, the many aren’t important. It’s you. Only you. One bad day needs to sit ok with you. You’re the only one you’re answering to.

Can I let you in for a second? One bad day doesn’t matter to me anymore, and know, I've had a few. When it gets to feeling that way, I know it’s not me or my fault or my failure or my disappointment. Because the only one to be disappointed is you. And I get to choose. No need to run it by the masses, or check yourself against the scoreboard. What scoreboard again? There isn’t one. It’s in your head. No one else is watching, only you. And if they are… well they’re facing some stuff too. So let them in, and learn a little, and be a point of difference til they’re through with that nasty game. Then you’ve made a difference to someone, someone other than you. And the scoreboard’s looking pretty good, and for once maybe its true.

Let live. Let yourself live. Let your mind live. Let you heart live. Let live.

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