Not every day is perfect and not every day is easy.
I've recently read something that resonated with me...life is like a train ride:
I can spend all my time at the front of the train, looking at what's coming.
I can spend all my time looking out the caboose, at what I've already passed.
[But what good does that do me?]
Or I can spend a little time in the front and a little at the back, but most (importantly) I can enjoy the moment I am in, looking out the window at what surrounds me.
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