You are what you choose to be

I recently told a friend that some days you're the car and some days you're the bug. On that particular day I was most definitely the big, squished, green guts oozing bug on a windshield going at least 90.
The days after that were much better. Who knows why?
I guess at some point you have to look to your future and what you want it to be. You realize that you can't change certain things and that after everything has been done and said and the results aren't what you wanted - well, you just have to dust yourself off and continue on. And thank Heaven for the experience you were given. The depth of feeling and the unbreakable friendship you crafted and will continue to share.
Disappointment is a fact of life, but not one that has to keep you in the dust. Wallowing is not an option. There comes a point when you just *know* that what you're doing, as hard as it is, is the right thing to do.
It can suck, but it's got to be done.
Then you get to have a pity party for like six seconds and up you must go again.
Because one never knows what the future holds, what hope and fun is around the next corner.
The only way to find out, is to make the decision to turn.