I was in the midst of a flail about something a few years ago (man does time EVER fly), and my mother said something that hit me like a bat between the eyes...in a good way. 

She told me that I needed to find a way to steady my pendulum. 

As an emotional creature and all the pros and cons that come with that nature, I tend to feel everything...to great extreme. That means when I am happy, I am euphoric like some sort of chemical high. Alternatively, when I am not happy...I can slip off my own axis into a sadness or anger that renders me temporarily incapable of anything but blind grief. 

I'm trying to find a way to steady that wild swing. Swinging too high, you might miss the landing instructions to help you keep from missing the strip. Swinging too low, you might mistake a speed bump for an out of control meteor heading for your face. 

Nothing is as ever as good...or as bad, as it seems. Without the swing, I think I'm more inclined to see what is really headed my way. 

Good news is...I think I like what I see on the horizon. 

Steady as she goes.