Thank god for adaptability

I came here today without a cause, but with the intention to make one along the way. I thought I was happy for a second, and then life took a turn on me and proved that things can actually get worse. I haven't hit rock bottom. I'm not even close. That's bad news.

I've got my dog lying on my bedroom floor, comfortably licking her paws clean. Just watching her makes me feel at ease. Collecting some form of peace of mind at a moment like this is actually good for the soul. I'm waiting on something, but again, I have no idea what form it should take before it surfaces in front of me. I know, I should be out there reaching for the things I long for and making them mine. Not waiting for things to approach me like I've been doing my whole life. I guess I haven't learned much from past experiences. Typical.

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So I was just thinking..
We've gone through heartbreak after heartbreak after heartbreak. But how come we never learn how to deal with it? And why in the world haven't they started teaching this as a whole fucking subject in school? We've got the rich, the good looking and the educated but we see these brilliant people throw their lives away at the feet of the people they love. It doesn't make any sense to me. It's stupid as it is. Why can't I see through the fog of heartbreak and realise that there are greater things in life?

So many questions, but not close to even one answer.
He's got it all figured out tho.

I'm happy for you, for having the upper hand this time, and every other time. I'm happy, also because you have found ways to let it go and to feel content in whatever you are doing. Good on you.

Now good on me for my adaptability.