One day at a time

You know, a time like this can stretch some people. The pandemic, its disturbing statistics, and the myriad of theories and postulations circling about can magnify their present vulnerabilities, whether real or imagined. Likewise, the fear that springs forth leaves no colour untouched as it paints a future filled with more than the usual uncertainties of life.

For one, it could be a heightened concern for his survival, knowing that ours is a failed—maybe it’s fair to say failing—system, which favours only a select few. For another, it could be the fear of not knowing if this is actually the beginning of the end. And I know someone whose sense of loneliness has deepened.

I’ve mentioned more than enough worries already, no need to bore you with mine.

But I’m learning how to live right, one day at a time. It means allowing oneself to truly live—and possibly, enjoy—each day without ruining it with the what-ifs of tomorrow.

It’s one day at a time, dear.

One day at a time.