Today was conflicting, in a way. I felt motivated and lazy, happy and pessimistic, looking forward to my bed, and yet not looking forward to the night at all. I wanted to do so much and yet felt so incapable. I don't know if you've ever had day's like this, where emotions can be so overwhelming they drown you mentally. They require so much thought your mind just can't process it all. Where briefly you see everything as it should, and you want to make the rest of the world see it like this too. To be able to grant people the peace the old couple sharing their small pecan square and coffee, to the rest of the world. For every heart to feel the acceptance that woman felt when her husband gently caressed her face and kissed her forehead. For every body to feel the warmth and safety that a mothers embrace brings. It's hard not to see a world painted gray and to lose the bright colors of all things good. But that is the most powerful feeling out of all of them, the one that makes me keep on seeing the good, the one that makes me have faith in humanity, if even only a small portion. The one that tells me, I just can't give up.
On the battlefield of ideas, winning requires moving toward the sound of the guns.
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