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The day doesn’t depend on how the weather appears.
The day depends on how the troubling thought clears.
Not every day is sunny or shining bright.
And not every day is cloudy or dimming sunlight.
It’s exactly what my day is like.
To go through a steady, safe, or rocky, uncertain path on a hike.
Not every day feels like an enjoyable day.
And not every day feels like a miserable day.
But I want to be okay every day.
Especially when someone asks, “How are you today?”
I can’t fully be honest, but at the same time, I don’t know how to say it.
Because I try to come forward with my thoughts to admit.
It’s not about “faking it until I make it”.
For me, it’s about getting through it and never quit.
Not every day I’m smiling or rejoicing.
And not every day I’m worrying or grieving.
But I choose to be of good cheer to keep going.
Especially when someone says, “there’s always hope” to keep living.
