Times

It's the best of times
It's the worst of times

That is all I can say. For every person who envys my life, I can throw a hundred and one reason why my choice of lifestyle can be stressful and sucks. Yet, for every reason I throw out, I manage to find reasons to support my choice of lifestyle.

Ironic? Yes
Dilemma? That is what life is made of.
It is always grey and never just in black and white.

Truly, what to makes of such times.

But I find perverse comfort that at least I see dual sides of my life and choices now. Last time, I could only say "This is bad. It can get much worse."