The older I get, the more I marvel at people who've been able to keep the engine going in their lives for as long as they have.
This is a tough moment... oh, everywhere. In it, I find myself more often than not noticing a quiet in my heart where all hopes for better once existed.
But also, the *world* feels small these days: petty, cruel, and immature.
So again...
I really admire those able to stick it out long term.
It takes work to keep believing in the work: some years more than most. 💙