At your darkest moments, during your weakest days, when your
day starts with your “aint-no-way-I’m-facing-the-world-today” attitude,
remember there are the little things.
During your most painful times, it seems that you’d give
anything to pull out of the dark tunnel that has swallowed you. Sometimes it
lasts five minutes; sometimes it lasts days. But, take comfort in knowing that
always somewhere, somehow there’s a light at the end of that dark, depressive,
seems-like-never-ending tunnel. It’s called joy.
A handwritten note, a stupid text message, or remembering
the pact you made to take with you to your grave. It’s the little things.
When the days seem unbearably long and your tears seems agonizingly excessive, stay confident in knowing that there’s joy at the end of that tunnel. And, look for it every day because it truly is a godsend, and it’s waiting for you to find it.
When the days seem unbearably long and your tears seems agonizingly excessive, stay confident in knowing that there’s joy at the end of that tunnel. And, look for it every day because it truly is a godsend, and it’s waiting for you to find it.
[India Arie: Little Things]
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