I woke up this morning and burst into tears. Not a good sign.
I think life is like a series of balls that people hand you or that you pick up. Pretty soon your hands get full so you start juggling and you're pretty good at it. You agree to take on more and are proud of yourself because you're single handedly keeping a thousand things aloft at one time. One day your arms give out and you start dropping things.
So what's the best thing to do? Struggle to keep more things from falling or just let them all fall and pick up what's not broken when it's all over?
