On my way to bed, half asleep; occurred to me that I could use an optimistic song, and "Julian of Norwich" popped into my head.
All shall be well, I'm telling you, let the winter come and go;
All shall be well again, I know.
I'm too tired to be able to tell whether that's inappropriately cheerful in light of various things going on in the world and in people's lives. But I'm thinking of it more as a hopeful thought than as a literal and universal truth.