little things

Lately, I've been writing on my left hand. Just a word or two or maybe even a short phrase per day. Something to get me through, something to glance at leaving me with that feeling of finally breathing out. "little things" is what it reads today. Simple yet powerful, reminding me that today will be nothing tomorrow. Mere blips. Everything in perspective, where it belongs. Tomorrow you will laugh about how silly today is. Today's mountains are tomorrow's molehills and so on, and so forth.