I m Waiting Here
I am not the smartest or the bravest person. I am not the tallest inside and many times I find myself running late. I worry about the world and the people in it, and I eat all the things, mostly cake. But I’m a good person, and if that’s the only choice I ever manage to keep for the rest of my life, then I can live with that. Yet, lately it feels like life is simply about clinging onto something, anything to give us a reason to keep going. Even as I sit here typing, I know that my purpose...