I always try to get something positive out of every day. If I do, even some small and relatively unimportant achievement, I can sleep well at night. But if I don't, I feel badly about it. It's not just that I'm older now. Even when I was a young man, I had the feeling that life is short, and there aren't days to be wasted.
I have a friend who writes a blog about lots of different things. Never political. She's a mother, a wife, works a job, and lives on a mountain farm. She's a big reader, and she's a long distance runner.
I saw this post today, and I thought, "that's so good, I know others would enjoy it too." So I am putting a link here to it. Just something about it, made me feel lighter in spirit.