I am a diamond--who feels like a hamster

Sometimes, just living is exhausting. This is one of those times. I feel like I've been a hamster in a wheel for the past 4 months. Still I keep trying to be positive. Each night I go to bed knowing in my heart that it will be a new day, and with the new day an opportunity for things to improve. Hour by hour, I try to let go, to let it flow through me, all the change, the consternation, the stress. Yes, it affects me, but it is in my power to view it as a calamity--or not. Yes, it is ok to FEEL upset. But I don't have to BE upset--THAT is a choice. I am not what I feel, any more than I am what I do for a living. I am not static. Each day, each moment is evolving, changing, transient, and me with it. I can stress over that, or flow with it. Because in the meantime, Life is going to happen.

And now my workday is ended, and it is time to roll with with the punches of my personal life. Rent a car. Search in earnest for a reliable used one. Wait patiently as she moves the final 1/3 of her stuff out. Stay in touch the Tammy, with Tess. Figure out what to do about Chris. And stay in touch with all the friends who worry about me too much.

I am a diamond.
Life is a grindstone.
Whether it grinds me down or polishes me up--well, that is up to me.