There is this fine line between being ultimately happy an immensely sad. It can go up, it can go down, north, south, fly high or sink low. One minute it can be in an up-curve and the next, the corners are pointed to the floor. We live in an uncertain world with crazy turns and bumpy trails.
I once heard an old song that explains life like a mountain railroad…
Life is like a mountain railway
With an engineer that’s brave
We must make this run successful
From the cradle to the grave
Heed the curves and watch the tunnels
Never falter, never fail
Keep your hands upon the throttle
And your eye upon the rail
That fine line defines how we view all these twists, turns and tunnels. How do we deal with our everyday? It’s ultimately a personal choice. The fine line can be subtle either way it goes, but as I said, it defines you. It makes your face bright or as dark as night. It can lift your day by its upwardness or bring you down by its directional arch.
So, which way is your fine line turned?
How will you take the day, but more importantly, how will it show others how you are?