The universe always supports and guides me.

Support is much easier to see backwards. Look at any decent turn your life has taken and there is usually a person somewhere inside it — someone who mentioned your name in a room you were not in, a teacher who put a book aside, a stranger who gave you twenty minutes they did not owe you.

Almost none of it was requested. Most of it you found out about later, or never.

Whatever you take that to be — luck, providence, the ordinary decency of people — it has a track record with you.

Worth reading that record occasionally, particularly in the weeks when it feels like nothing at all is on your side.