Pristine contentment for a day...

Today....

is one that imbues hope for better tomorrows...
Humiliating disaster stared me down as my chosen punt tumbled
Immediately after my trade entry,
From 17c to 14c, taking my morale down with it, reducing my will to carry on,
Superficial though it may seem,
For failure had laid siege on confidence in the meaning of my own existence,
Wearing it down over the preceding months,
Inflicting losses greater than I could bear,
I swore in heaven's face, for I had asked for bread,
But had gotten a stone hurled in my face by faceless Fate,
Every facet of Life had let me down,
Material sustenance was all I had to bolster my will to survive,
Slumber was disturbed,
Confusion swirled thoughts like swampy mud,
Yet I bore the worry and fear of losing yet, yet ,yet again,
What little I had left.

I held on gamely, refusing to throw in the flag,
With Olympian inspiration, and Rachmaninov encouragement,
Today, my reward swung the door open and strode in,
Turning a potentially devastating loss into a small, but encouraging win,
It's funny how money can make one feel at one with the world,
Terrible but true,
For success is the only antidote to unhappiness you cannot change,
Sadness that won't loosen it's grip
On your already suffocating soul,
A reversal of fortune is poised to sweeten my long weekend,
I plan to wolf down a cup of Ben & Jerry's
No, make that two!
My victory today is truly many times sweeter