Today my soul sounded slower because it is.
The day after Sabbath is not always so weirdly peaceful, but you know what, it all worked out.
Day by day, hour by hour, step by step, breath by breath.
There is so much happening right now and at this point I'm just delighted that I've somehow managed to find some peace in it. Not perfection. Definitely not total happiness. But just like a, "Oh, so it has to be this way right now. That's fine, I'll manage."
"I'll manage" is all I've got.
I've got a bunch of worries hanging out there in the back of my mind, but I've learned to save tomorrow's troubles for tomorrow. (For a highly anxious person, trust me, this is mind-blowing progress.)
I'll manage. Whatever it is, whether I'm doing it alone or not, I'll manage.
And there are some people I miss too.