Today is one of those days that doesn’t make sense. I’m beaten yet some how I won. I had set back after set back yet some how I came out ahead. It shouldn’t be so. It’s like all the missteps I have lately with the universe all got corrected. Corrected so much that I won the race. I am tired. I am over whelmed. Yet some how I am full of joy. I have energy. I want to love in spite of the sadness in my heart. I also may make it to bed before ten. I have drawn my heart. I am going to sit here and think about how much I am loved before I go to bed.