once again, i get a front row seat in
watching some really hard stuff that
is so unnecessary.
the thought 'this really doesn't have
to happen....' keeps running thru my
and yet i know, i can't stop it.
all i can do is watch it crumble.
and watch two people i care about get
it makes me wonder about pain.
how much of it is something that
we create and that really doesn't
have to be there?
i think a lot.
an awful lot........
and i think that's something worth