Because the days come and go. I have done what I could. Tomorrow is a new day. I will try to begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with my old nonsense.

Yes, some days are shit. Some days are awful, the shit hit the fan. But these days don’t last forever, and they finish when you shut your eyes and sleep. I know that my problems won’t go away overnight, but my stress and my pain and will be less.

I don’t want to hold onto the bad. I try to let it go, as quickly as possible and will hold on the good things and not let the excitement of the moment slips away.