I’m going to spend some time finding the beauty in life, however scattered, however illusory. I’ve spent the bulk of my time the past few years searching for truth in models of darkness, immorality, and brokenness. I need some time in the light, so that I don’t lose myself in the shadows.
So for the next week until my appointment with my Neurosurgeon I will not occupy my time thinking of solutions to the saddening problems in life. I will chase the faint glimmer of hope, feel the warmth of distant promises, and experience joy, truly and without recourse.
waif and spry 