Today was a languid, relaxed day. I went to the grocery for my parents. Cleaned up around house. Started my garden for the fall.

I wish I could give you my peace. I wish I could kiss your brow and hold your hand and reassure you that all your efforts will see fruition. That all your worries and fears and difficulties will be overcome.


I know - that probably sounds silly, coming from someone you will probably never meet, never see, never feel. Someone who's voice is an alien sound to you.

But if we can't care - if we can't care about people we've never met, things we've never seen - that may be (and are) hard to understand... if we can't, as a collective, find the grain of importance and truth in reaching beyond ourselves, and our immediate environment and situation, then there is no hope for us.


I may not believe in any god. I may not believe in government, or the concept of safety, or sometimes even myself.

But I believe in you.


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