“One day you’ll make peace with your demons, and the chaos in your heart will settle flat. And maybe for the first time in your life, life will smile right back at you and welcome you home.” - R. M. Drake

From “Lincoln 365,” by Arnold Kunst

August 27

Lincoln was troubled by a proneness to depression, a fascination with madness. He was afraid that it could happen to him. He did not drink because whiskey left him, as he himself said, feeling ‘flabby and undone.’ Arguably one of his personal 3 AM demons [we all have 3 AM demons, don't we?] would threaten the destruction of his own reason, leaving him spinning in a mindless vortex without the power either to comprehend or gainsay.

'Fear knocked, Faith answered, and nobody was there.' 

- Anonymous