It is apparently far too easy to take a good picture. There are tons of them out there. How can so many things be so interesting? And more importantly, why can’t I seem to take them?
In other news, I can’t recall anything that was as quite as mean as a comment made to me today. You wouldn’t really even think something so short and simple could have such an effect. I’m still kind of shocked. I even cried a little.
I’ve always said that I think people are terrible on the inside. I think it’s pretty evident in everyday life and not just in all the awful stories you hear about people killing their kids and beating up their wives. It’s evident in the way people treat each other, what they say when nobody is listening, and the selfish thoughts that fly through our heads. I’m certainly not suggesting that it’s impossible for people to rise to the occasion - it happens quite often - though I am stating that unguarded and uncontrolled the product of the natural behavior of man is a pretty tragic existence.
So now what? Forgive and forget. In the end, the specifics aren’t too terribly important.
10 months ago