till the rain falls
and every atom
in our body
starts to go home.
“We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread. They may have been few in number, but they offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms — to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.”
― Viktor E. Frankl
no matter if i’m doing relatively well or if i’m homeless, i’ve come to the same conclusion as victor fankl. all one can control is their own attitude. no matter the circumstance. no matter the cost or consequence. it’s something that no one else can take away from you. it’s the one freedom we possess.
and i choose to live. to be the best person i can be in this short blip of a life. i can wrestle out kindness, love, forgiveness, generosity. i can listen with integrity.
what would you do if you found your car key OUT in the morning when you distinctly remember putting it away the night before… and then you get into the car to go to work and find the glove box hanging open and the dome light in the ON position?