May 2

I've just recently noticed that I spend a lot of time learning about really depressing shit. I know why I do it- because I don't want to become complacent and because I always want to feel. But it has slowly become to much and I am losing sight of the overwhelming hope that walks hand-in-hand with turmoil. It is important to remind ourselves that joy has the power to drive out sadness, and that there is a peace which creates hope, and hope keeps us from giving up. It's very seldom that I can make myself think hopeful thoughts when I consider all the horrible shit that is happening in this world, but it is so important to do. I want to cling to hope, I want so badly to believe that things will get better, the world will become more beautiful, and with each day, there will be more love and less hate. I believe it because I have to believe it. I believe in redemption, because I know people who deserve it and have not seen it. I want so badly for us to start learning from each other. It kills me more and more each day when I notice how good we have become at ignoring each other here in the states. There is little hope when there is no unity. Here, it is hard to feel that we are experiencing the dawn of a new day, because we very seldom talk to each other. So I am going to keep on trying. Keep on trying to remember hope, keep on trying to create peace, keep on trying to discover our shared humanity. In this chaos, I want to find simplicity.