I spend a lot of time just TRULY BELIEVING THAT WE (HUMANS) ARE GOOD.
I’m not going to stop believing that. Ever.
Because I NEED that. And to FIGHT for that.
Notwithstanding the assholes who get the press, WE ARE FREAKING GOOD.
Or maybe I just surround myself with the right people.
I dunno.
The wrong people need our love too. Way more, really.
My wish is that when you wake up, your lens on others is just grace.
It reflects like magic on everything.