XI.

I haven’t written because quite frankly I feel I don’t have anything good to write about. I’ve been trying so hard to remain positive and optimistic about our world and my life but everything good seems out of reach. I’m sure everyone feels it, lives it, sees the toll it takes on everything that makes us human. What is anyone supposed to do when it’s so beyond our control? The world is divided. Split right down the middle it feels like. And the center of it all washed with hate. What brings us together? What can every single one of us agree on? Suffering? Love? What tears us apart? Suffering? Love? I wonder if anything at all can bridge the gap when it feels more like a canyon. I’ll try my best to stay positive and optimistic - because I truly love life and I love my life. I see so much beauty. I just wish I could make sense of it.