IT’s half an hour before midnight and I recite to myself the same prayer I start my day with:

”Dear Lord, I acknowledge your presence in the borrowed time on this earth, and I salute all those who have, in their own little or big way, intentionally made the effort to help mankind. I stand on the shoulders of giants, from where I gather all the good deeds I learned from all of them, from where I piece all solutions to resolve small or big tasks I put myself to work on. Please help me focus and have the urgency to, at the very least, solve one task, if not all I can, in the 24 hours a day that I have. For I know not what lies the next day and if you will be generous enough to give me the chance to wake up tomorrow.”