All the Little Things.

I HAD ENOUGH of it, all the bad things. I was about to do it. I was about to commit suicide. Oh my god. I was about to jump off a ledge. Godgodgodgod save me. And then I remembered something my mom said before she died.

"Keep in mind of the little things," she said as she held my hand tightly. "They may be little, but when they add up, they can sure make your day. Make a list, write a song, blog about it, it doesn't matter. Just keep those in mind." And with that thought, all the little things came to me. They flew at me, sailed towards me, walked towards me, all at once, and I tumbled off the ledge, not even hearing myself scream.

chapter title credit: god made man - young the giant