I think I am ready to truly introduce you to my super secret Instagram. I scour Google Maps and find cool, pretty places that reflect optimism.
Lately I’ve been thinking about the difference between courage and hardness, and my gosh, through my terrible week I’ve discovered that, similar to love and hate, the difference between the two is so much thinner than I had hoped.
I want to take this time of relative respite to reemphasize what Normal Happenings is all about. I'll call it a renewal of vows, if you will, perhaps because I've recently been concerned I'm reaching a bit too far outside of my writing core.
We still believe in curses, even if it's the constant negativity of time. That's not how it's supposed to be.
To be positive by default takes power, energy, and maybe even force.
We become pedestrians of our own lives, just trying to get from point to point -- with nothing to do but look at the destination ahead of us and hold our breath.
We deserve to be happy. With the overwhelming effort we put into our accomplishments, we can and will build a future better than the ones depicted in the pessimistic media we love so much.