A challenge

This week has been a challenge; I’ve felt the strong pull of falling back into unconsciousness. Busyness and stress seems to be the major cause, especially at work.  So today after a long & stressful day I am going to choose to think of what has actually been a really good week instead of that junk. I got to have dinner with a good friend the other night, I’ve got to spend some nice time with my family tonight. And even though it is busy & stressful at work, that means I get to keep my job, which is a good thing, even if it feels otherwise at times.

Thinking about it though, this is exactly why I started this thing, not some daily challenge to produce poetry, heck I didn’t even know I could produce such a thing a couple of weeks ago.  This blog & making myself accountable to doing it forces me to think & to stay in reality. This in turn helps me to keep my priorities in order (God, family, then the rest) everything else as a result flows from that. It doesn’t necessarily make things easy, but life is better for me when approached in this fashion. Problems, stress & challenges are not nearly as daunting when you realize you don’t face them alone.

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