Maybe today will be your big day and I hope that it is, but you don’t have to feel bad if it isn’t. Today doesn’t have to be perfect. It doesn’t have to be the day you change your life, the day you fix your problems, the day you start a new project, the day you heal, the day you win. Maybe today can just be the day you get out of bed or the day you are kinder to yourself than you were yesterday. Today doesn’t have to be everything. It just has to be today. It’s enough. It’s okay. There will be other days. There will be other chances. Until then, just enjoy this one as much as you can.
The useless days will add up to something. The shitty waitressing jobs. The hours writing in your journal. The long meandering walks. The hours reading poetry and story collections and novels and dead people’s diaries and wondering about sex and God and whether you should shave under your arms or not. These things are your becoming.
― Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar
Life is not what you see, but what you’ve projected. It’s not what you’ve
felt, but what you’ve decided. It’s not what you’ve experienced, but how
you’ve remembered it. It’s not what you’ve forged, but what you’ve allowed.
And it’s not who’s appeared, but who you’ve summoned.
And this should serve you well, beloved, until you find, what you already