How do we ever know that we've accomplished anything? Have I loved enough? Did I do my part? What about the people that I've hurt? What should I do to make up for the things that I've done the wrong way?
I wanted to save the world. I still do. The struggle between choosing and fighting your battles and merely stroking your own ego is eternal. Have I been too lazy to learn to do anything or is it a positive thing to follow a muse who never fully reveals herself?
Let's make sure that we don't miss this beautiful dawning of a new and peaceful age. Don't be playing with your I phone when peace breaks out and joy runs rampant. I think I smell it in the air. Smells like rain.