After midnight

4:20 am. I haven’t posted yet today. Or yesterday really. But for me, my day’s not over. Hence, I don’t feel like I’ve missed a posting day yet.

Is that fair enough?

Today’s been crazy. Lots of ups and downs. I’m exhausted right now, but I still have a blog post to write. I just misspelled the last word of that last sentence and had to retype it – I wrote “right.”

But here’s the deal. I’m doing what I love. I love staying up like this. I love writing. I love what I did today. So even though I’m exhausted and even though I’m misspelling “write” and even though I almost missed posting today, I’m lovin’ it.

I wish everyone were as excited and hopeful and thankful as I am. And I was just about to hit the “publish” button when a thought crossed my mind:

What if I died in my sleep? How would I feel about leaving this as my last post?

The answer is, it’s not my best post. I think I still have my best post in me (I’m still trying to get it out). But for now, it’s the best I’ve got. And you know what? I wouldn’t feel cheated if I died tomorrow.

And that’s a glorious thing.