suddenly remembered that I used to keep an online journal way way back and decided to take a sneak peek of where my mind was and what state I was in during that time and i found…THIS. oh how I missed writing.
Everything is blowing up around us, but there are still those who care about a broken lock, and others who are dutiful enough to try to fix it… . But maybe that’s the way it should be. Maybe working on the little things as dutifully and honestly as we can is how we stay sane when the world is falling apart.