There’ll be days when politics will get you down. When climate change will frazzle you. When your job will undazzle you. Days when you keep rolling snake eyes on the metaphysical dice. When sinister and shadowy beings will lurk through the alleyways of your unconscious thoughts. When family, friends, and pets won’t even recognize you. When you swear you can feel the Grim Reaper’s cold breath on the back of your neck. But even if it feels like your days are weighed down by coffins, know the heaviness will lift. Don’t build a permanent graveyard in your heart.