Each day, I grasp life in my hand and try to make sure I do it right. That I don't fuck it up and in doing so, do the best I can be.
Yesterday, I let the sand run through my fingers.
I let things be what they are. Accept that what is, is. Accept that what will be, will be. Que sera sera.
And today, life feels better. So much better. Coated in chocolate better.
Sometimes, it is best just to let it go. Let the sand run through your fingers.