Today has been pretty good.
Maybe not by anyone else’s standards; maybe not even by my own, in somewhat less bullshit times.
But pretty good.
Every day, every fucking day, do at least a little of what you love, if you can.
And I mean can.
Not if you feel like it.
Not if it is easy.
If you are able.
If you have three seconds and the minimal physical capacity necessary do whatever it is.
Fucking do it.
Life is a journey; death is a destination.