whatever it may be

"As soon as you start thinking that this year could’ve been better, 

please remember the mountains and the valleys 

and the setbacks and the triumphs 

that got you to the exact patch of land that you inhabit now.

Feel your feet hover over the ground 

and bask in the texture across your toes, 

whatever it may be. 

This. 

Here. 

Now. 

None of it was accidental nor in vain. 

You are forever stretching, growing, breathing, evolving. 

You are not to be wrapped up in yesterday, not matter how comfortable the cloth may be." 

~Julie Faulkner