Insert warm, wise observation here

The setbacks at work intensify. One of the qualities I admire most in myself and in others, resilience, seems to be running perilously low right now. 

I want what I write here to contribute to an image of an evolved, humorous, reflective man; duh. So what do I write when I need the pleasure of writing but anything I say will only reveal my fatigue and sadness?

I could always write it down then delete it all. But, come on, that's worse than not writing at all.

OK, I got something: in the face of disappointment, the best response is serene acceptance, but back here on Earth, the most common reactions are either regret or resentment.

I'll take regret.