Perspective

Perspective is a very good thing, a much needed thing. As much as "it's not the victory but the fight", my old House motto, on some days I would much prefer the victory.

The thing about perspective is that it let's you wrap your head around the fact that the world won't end because that thing you wanted didn't happen. There will be more disappointments. There will be more causes for upset. Life will go on and life will not care. But it doesn't mean that you won't. You probably will, more than you should.

So what makes the difference? What let's you go on in spite of it, to chase after the thrill of the battle rather than the glory of its completion? Hope? Probably not.

I suppose it's how we're built. Our minds work the way cockroaches' bodies do - an indomitable stronghold of persistence and perseverance that is in complete disregard of the mushroom clouds of despair hanging about. You feel, you reflect, and then you move on... and move ahead.

I'll find a way, I'll survive. And most of all, I'll live.