Precedent

For days, the sun shines. For days, my nerves twist and stretch and remember how to do more than survive, but I still can't bear to look the future in the eye: too much is left undone, too much builds on the crumbles of what was before. I dream of the ocean. It lingers in me through the day: I remember that life is bigger sometimes than we can know, and there is a beauty in riding the current, a lightness in being more than yourself.

You are on the right track.

That is all that matters.