I carefully trudged through the day. I left my assumptions of how I am "supposed" to react when very tired behind. As a result, I made some great progress on a group research project at school, I witnessed my client beginning a huge positive course correction, I had an unexpected dinner and stimulating conversation with a very dear friend, I bathed and set up the coffee maker for tomorrow, and now I am in bed with my puppy, a fine selection of stuffed animals, a cup of tea, and a guided meditation cued up on the iPad. I see progress, and I see hope. And part of that hope is that everyone else who is not feeling strong enough to accomplish something finds the will to lean in to that fear and discomfort. None of us are what we are going to be.