Fly high

Day to day it is a new challenge. Every day is a mystery and you never know how it will turn out. Is it gonna be a good day or is it gonna be a bad day. Most days appear to be bad after all, although a bunch of great things happen first. But does that mean it is a good or a bad day? I mean all that really matters is the outcome. If you're happy or unhappy at the end of it. You are the decision maker. You are the one who makes it a good or a bad day and you decide whether you are happy or sad.
Right now most of my days start terrible, in the middle it seems like it's gonna be okay and later on it turns out to be worse than i ever expected it to be.
When it starts to get better something bad happens and puts you back on your butt. The second you pick up hope is the second you become wings. But you always should watch your height. The higher you fly the deeper is the fall when your wings disappear. I flew a lot the past couple weeks. Flew high. But not for long.
What most important is, is to pick up your wings again and not to stay on the bottom after you fall. You always gotta get back up there. No matter how hard or how painful it is. It is worth it. Sometimes you can't see it right away but at the end it always is.
If you fall again, you gotta get up again.