This "jack of all trades" existence can be overwhelming. And exhausting. And when I hit the emotional nadir, I sometimes wonder if I will bounce, and rise again.
Turns out I'm pretty easy. Don't need no Angel coming to tell me it's gonna be all right, don't need no bolt of lightening, no burning bushes, or god-like voice to egg me on.
A good night's sleep, a freshly-brewed pot of coffee, good music on the box (this morning it's Big Star), and everything is coming up roses and candy!