Sometimes I'll have a problem that bothers me for a long time. It could be days, weeks, on the rare occasion even months. I'll sit there and torment myself thinking about the issue and what I should do about it, completely unable to make a decision, or take action.

And then I'll wake up one morning and it will be resolved. I'll know exactly what action to take. It's an odd feeling of tranquility that I often don't notice right away and then it hits me that I am no longer upset. This is usually a good thing but is sometimes accompanied by sadness because often it means I'm surrendering to something I've been trying to fight against. I know though that I can't win every battle and some of them need to be given up for a lost cause. Sometimes the only appropriate action is to walk away.

Odd how that happens.