Music in the madness...

Sometimes going to war costs us far more than we bargained for when we fired the first shots. And sometimes, even when you win by all accounts, you lost the few things that made you alive. That's when you need to remember that everything you need to know about life can be found in stories. They define life. Their anatomy shows us how things can unfold differently in the future. How we might live differently than this godawful place we ended up in. 

Today wasn't the best. It was a day to survive, to grit my teeth, to curl yourself up, and get through, not one to really live. But a little voice inside me whispered that at least I was beginning to learn the difference. And that was worth celebrating, for I have found ways to get through even the toughest of days. Counting helped me a lot. There was something calming about the succession, the order, the absence of chaos without the terror of dreading inevitability. Six came after five, and it would always come after five, and there was never a reason for anyone to be upset that it did.