Objects come and go. You may attain them, they may please you, and then they may break or become lost or develop a depressing malfunction.
People come and go. They may like you, they may love you, they may betray you, they may desert you.
Circumstances come and go. The job you hate may pass; the job you love may hand you a pink slip. A favorite club may close. The town you have come to know like the back of your hand may suddenly put itself in your rearview mirror.
But none of this means that life is a ceaseless parade of dangled hopes and lost possessions. The fact of transience simply is. It is not good or bad, but merely a fact.
And in one critical way, you can stand firm against transience -- against the ephemeral nature of this world.
You can believe in something, and insist upon believing in it, and hold fast to it.
And who knows? Maybe someday that adamant conviction, if properly displayed, will win you the perfect job that you can ride right through to retirement. Will carry you to a place where you can settle until the end of your days.
Will attract someone who sticks and does not leave.
But even if it doesn't, your belief alone will get you through -- if only you grip it tightly enough and refuse to let go.
Thank you, goddess of love, for the knowledge that I can be larger than this fickle, fleeting world, as long as I simply demand that I be so.