LOVE TRUMPS HATE
If we could wake up with all the problems of the world solved, would we then forget to dream? Progress takes time. And dedication. I’ve been likening the current state as a kind of illness. Imagine trying to shout a sickness out of someone. Tearing your hair out while the patient only gets more stressed. Getting better doesn’t always happen quickly, and when symptoms do begin to subside, this is when a good trajectory requires the most attention. This kind of healing, it’s ongoing. Never ending. Life long and forever. It’s a challenge, and sometimes a struggle, but always much more rewarding than doing nothing and slipping away into an apathetic fog. Avoid it. Share love. I promise there’s plenty, and you’ll never ever run out.