life is… interesting.
we don’t know where we’re going.
we maneuver our way through rough patches
some alone, some hand in hand with others
and it is true that some get stuck in the thorns or fall victim to the cruelty of those dark places.
but those dark places are just that, places.
rough patches are simply patches.
there is more to life.
the thorns become less thick as we keep traveling.
sometimes they thicken again, other times they don’t.
but the truth is? we aren’t alone.
even if we aren’t traveling hand in hand. there are others in those patches with you.
and if there aren’t, there’s people waiting on the other side.
we are maneuvering the world together
we are growing, changing, each and every one of us is making a difference just by existing.
the world is truly kind, though corrupted, and we are healing ourselves and the world around us by existing.
by coexisting and by being kind, we are revolutionary. and every one of us matters.
to those who have fallen, we won’t forget you. whether we know your names or not. we remember you.
to those who struggle, we stand with you. whether we know your names or not, we support you.
and to all of us, to everyone existing.
take a deep breath. look around.
you’re alive. you have survived another day.
and whether i know your name or not, im glad you’re still here.