Midnight Rambles

I think sometimes this world is so twisted it just doesn’t make any sense.  There are moments when it seems as though we are only surrounded by darkness and desperation.  We feel like we can’t breath because there is too much in the heavy air.  Sometimes we just need to be wrapped up in arms that aren’t even really there. We just need someone, or something, to hang on to.  Sometimes floating around in confusion begins to weigh us down, and wear us out. 

I’ve heard people say that if you look for the negative in situations you will always find it...but sometimes you don’t even have to look, it’s just there slapping you in the face.  Bombings, shootings, abuse, neglect, and disregard for anything that resembles human compassion - sometimes that’s all you can see.And even when it’s hard to see beauty and love, please, please remember that they are always there.  They may be hidden.  They may be ignored because all you can hear are cries and shouts and hatred - but love is there, people who care are there.  Even when this life makes absolutely no sense, and beauty is underneath layers of filfth, it still is there.  It’s waiting to be noticed and explored.  It’s waiting to dominate the hearts that could easily be blackened, it’s ready and waiting - even when nothing else makes sense. 

be love.

thoughts and prayers sent to Boston.