Even as the earth below our feet is washing away in these frighting quasi-end times, amazing things show themselves in the rubble.
I feel like everything is a long drawn out movie, and this one can't possibly have a happy ending. And that is ok. I just wish the moments of happiness could last a little longer, but maybe it's my own fault for not finding happiness in more places.
And of course, the movie isn't over yet. Who knows, maybe the hollywood ending is right around the corner? I don't exactly want to pin my hopes on it, but maybe a couple of my dreams.
