This is my apology for projecting
my fears and frustrations onto you.
You are not a blank wall or a white sheet.
This is not the Can’t Film Festival.
No one’s getting an award for best angst.
This is life.
The only true awards will be the smiles along the way.
This is me taking a deep breath, sucking it up, and carrying on.
This is a good morning because we believe it to be so.