After a weekend and a few days of hell, I looked up at the sky and saw the clouds. Behind the clouds, I could see the the blue sky. It was then that I realized that no matter how many clouds may be covering the sky, behind it them, the blue sky is still the blue sky. No matter how many layers of issues and problems one has, in the end, we're still people. In other words, life goes on, just like the sky.


Despite the cold I have, which is getting progressively worse, the day got a tad better. I'm feeling a bit better and I just have to be calm and keep doing what I'm doing. Things will fall into place. I quote Conan O'Brien who said "Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard, and you're kind, amazing things will happen. I'm telling you, amazing things will happen." 


As a believer of karma, I have faith that this is true.