I'm okay

It's been a crazy week, month, season, but I'm okay. My dad is visiting me for a month, and I am sucking up as much fatherly affection as I can from the previous 7 year absent. However we each walk those roads, we have made it to this place, and we can be together, content. It's an incredible feeling. What is the point of dwelling on past disappointments or regrets, when we have tomorrow to live?

My job hangs on a tenuous thread, but that's going to be okay too. Because this is life, and we have to live it, and I don't intend on living it in fear or yesterdays.