That thing that’s beating, that thing that keeps ticking like a clock in your chest, that thing keeping rhythm like a metronome…yeah, that thing. What you missed yesterday doesn’t matter. The list of stuff you gotta do today…also doesn’t matter. But, you are ALIVE. You’re human and breathing. Your hardships, your trials and “The Story of You” isn’t who you are. You are here. A dot. You are an infinite piece of the puzzle, as necessary as a keystone in an arch, as important as a pinky in a hand. So where ever you are breathe deep. And remember who you are. You’re beautiful.