This, saved my sanity this morning.

“How sweet the morning air is! See how that one little cloud floats like a pink feather from some gigantic flamingo. Now the red rim of the sun pushes itself over the London cloud-bank. It shines on a good many folk, but on none, I dare bet, who are on a stranger errand than you and I. How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature!”

― Arthur Conan Doyle

The commute in the morning fills me with so much anxiety and stress I am considering facing my other anxiety which is public transport....I left the house in the dark and as I turned into the street where I park for work I saw this...I honestly believe I may have cried otherwise (or injured the next person who spoke to me)