To keep your balance, you must keep moving

Dear future hubster,

sometimes, when you spend a weekend in a haze, captured and overwhelmed by what is happening in the big world, and in your own little world, and first you're shocked and your emotions overtake and overbear your day, but then it pushes you further down the road to question your patterns of thinking, the way you form your opinions, what you consider important and why - you spend those days entirely isolated from the outside world, looking out your window at the rainy streets, feeling that everything is so unreal.

But then comes Monday, and Mondays, dear future hubster, are powerful creations. It still rains, you're still processing the mandatory regular changes of your own little world, but in the meantime, you have to go on with your mundane routines of putting on clothes, getting to work, declaring "there is cake in my office", fighting with the coffee machine (and losing), pushing paper and interacting with people. 

And then you find yourself reminded that despite all bad news, or no news, existential crises, moments of dark self-doubt, of loneliness and bitterness, there is a life out there. One we can't ignore, but one we can and should make a little better every day. One that may not be a victory march all the time, but one that is real, come rain or sunshine.