The Zenith and Nadir of life.

I reached my personal nadir one generation ago, although the beginning of that generational shift still feels like several seconds ago.  The gravity of life pulled me through the Earth’s crust and towards the centre of myself.  A centre that was not exactly rounded.  Meltdown.  For a long while.

When I fixed my face skyward again, I didn’t exactly jump.  I bumped along.  For a long while.  I then realised that I was looking down on the earth again and that life can have an upward trajectory.  A zenith.  I haven’t reached it yet, but I am trying my hardest to get there.

I am not trying to comfort anyone.  I just offer hope to everyone.

Life has several million possibilities and only one nadir.

I promise.



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