like riding a bike, maybe reading about how you rode a bike before, like practice makes perfect, third time's a charm, and it just gets easier after this. enough with the despair, with the anguish, that doesn't go away, but something, something changed, something lifted, and the steps aren't so hard, the breathing isn't so difficult, and the mind isn't quite so mired in the muck, in the mud, maybe the sunlight, maybe the cloudless morning, maybe the sounder body giving rise to the sounder mind, but also, just maybe, just maybe God had something to do with it. maybe peace of mind, maybe faith and belief in a greater good, maybe that had something to do with it too.