Afterthought

Some evenings, when I sit in front of the computer with an empty space to write about my day I think, what have I done today, really? Or worse, what have I achieved today? The fear, of course, is that I may have wasted a precious day of my life and some days, at first glance this might seem true but there's always some bright spots worth remembering. My student and I had a good lesson for instance and he told me some good things about his life, that gave me some new thoughts. I'm beginning to get a grip on the lyrics I'm learning for my next performance, my hands are still doing what I want them to and most things thrive in the garden around the house. 
I'm healthy and still somewhat energetic, maybe even budding in some ways.