Half Full

The weight’s getting heavier.
The water’s rising.
The hole’s getting deeper.

The news is always bad.
The bank account’s getting close to zero.
The bills are piling up.

The glass isn’t even half empty — there are only a few drops. There is no way to be optimistic, especially for a realist. In fact, you’re pretty sure if someone tosses a “lemons into lemonade” line your way, you’d punch ’em.

There’s no f’n lemonade.

So what do you do?

Breathe. Make your list. Do one thing. Then the next. One bite at a time. One step at a time. One shovel-full. Faith. Family. Friends.

But never nothing.

The glass will start to fill. One drop. Then another.

Then it’s half full.