So you failed yesterday.
You may fail tomorrow,
too.
It doesn’t matter.
Every day
is a fresh opportunity
to face your troubles
and try to overcome them.
Even if you’ve fucked it up
for eighteen consecutive months
you have a fifty fifty chance tomorrow
to rectify it.

Past action
does not dictate future results.
You can
at any instant
start on a new trajectory.
You can become what you will
whenever you will it.

Your history can be total mystery
for all that Fortune cares.
You can find her at any instant
so long as your eyes are open
and you are searching,
ready to accept her kiss.
No matter how big the mess
you can work it out.
There is always a chance.