The world spirals out of control again

The world spirals out of control again, but it's my choice as to how I deal with it. Tomorrow I can choose, to some extent, to be happy or sad, in control or out of control of my own actions and feelings. Do I keep myself busy or sit and stare at the wall and stop living again?
Today, I lived. I really lived. I walked and experienced and listened and loved and danced and sang. I also cried and remembered and was happy for part of the time and sad for another part. I heard Beethoven and thought of how I missed listening to my daughter play. I saw the clouds and was in awe at how beautiful they were, how cool they kept the air today. I drank a glass of wine and played with my dog. I watched a movie. I appreciated a handsome man in my life.
The world spiraled out of control around me, and I chose just to live. Just to be. To experience. It was really nice.