Meeting the Day...

Petty (see previous post), or not, we just have to get on with it. Life rolls on. With us, or without us. Best to put our hearts and minds to the next essential task. Maybe the task isn't essential to anyone but us, that big looming Universe is onto other things, but our own tiny essential-ness must be enough. You think, "seize the day," or "pluck the day," but often you are just really "meeting the day." The day will seize or pluck you. Best to ride the wave, and see where it takes you.  It may be a "petty sea," but, you know, damn the torpedoes of pettiness. Onward, upward, one breath at a time.