End-of-Day Thoughts That Make Me Brave

End of day thoughts arrive when the house gets quiet, asking me gently if I lived like today actually counted or if I treated it like another rehearsal that I could rewrite later,
End of day thoughts replay the moments when I rushed, the words I swallowed, the love I assumed could be expressed “next time” when I wasn’t so tired or distracted,
But end of day thoughts ask me, if this was truly my last night here, would I be proud of how I showed up, or would I suddenly remember a hundred small things I meant to say and do,
And end of day thoughts also tell me, I can start closing each day with honesty so I don’t reach the real ending full of unfinished sentences inside my heart…

Balancing my life feels like laying open notebooks on the table, writing down what I owe, what I regret, what I still want to give before the pages run out,
Balancing my life shows me the tiny debts I carry to myself—those promises that are broken, dreams postponed, apologies I kept saving for a better moment that never even arrived,
But balancing my life asks me too, what if I treated each evening like a small saving, not to scare myself, but to gently bring everything back into truth,
And balancing my life tells me, I can settle some of these inner accounts today, even in small ways, so my soul doesn’t feel so overdue anymore…

Finishing touches may seem like a minor detail, but they are the way I mark my presence on this day, declaring, “I was here and I did my best with the resources I had”,
Finishing touches can be as simple as one message sent, one kind word spoken, one drawer finally cleaned, one boundary finally honored instead of ignored again,
But finishing touches could also ask me, if tomorrow doesn’t look like I expect, will I be glad I used this day to mend something instead of scrolling myself to be numb,
Finishing touches tell me that I can’t perfect my life in a single night, but I can add one brave stroke to the canvas before I sleep.

Being ready to go is not about expecting tragedy, but rather about knowing that I have made peace with as much as I could, within the limitations of my circumstances.
Being ready to go feels like standing at a doorway with my bag packed—not with money or clothes, but with words said, forgiveness given, love shown while it still mattered,
But Being ready to go asks me, if I had to leave on short notice, would I be content that I didn’t waste too many days on grudges and petty wars,
And being ready to go reminds me, I can keep my heart lightly packed each day, by letting go faster and loving more clearly while there is time…

Watchwords:
• I won’t treat today like a rehearsal
• I can close each day with honest eyes
• Small finishing touches still matter
• I don’t need perfection to feel complete
• I can live so I’m not terrified of sudden endings

Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..

As and will always be reminding you to dream:
“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”

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