10 min · You have been working, and it does not seem to be working. Day after day the same effort, and no visible reward, until the quiet, dangerous thought arrives: maybe this is pointless.
10 min · For these few minutes, you do not have to know what happens next. The mind keeps reaching forward, rehearsing disasters, grasping at any certainty it can invent.
10 min · Somewhere in you there is a grip, a tight need for things to turn out a certain way. You have been holding the result as if your worry could steer it.