Sometimes, the night has teeth..I really admire people who work at keeping a positive attitude. I feel like it is our duty to be as kind and generous as we possibly can. I can keep up with the joneses when it comes to sarcasm, but I try not to fall in to that trap, because it really just feels like, at some point, it just became ok to be negative and adversarial. I am a little envious of those who are just naturally optimistic, because, I myself, have to work very hard at it....and while I think it is worth it, it is not always easy...for me..the night has teeth...this seems to be the time where, if i dream...i am reminded of horrible occurrences...over and over again, i get to relive atrocities in weird, surreal segments. sometimes, i don't even get to remember my dreams, i just wake up....knowing....something happened on the other side of reality...that wasn't good....it takes me a moment to become...unscared...resettled....whatever....i don't know.
this morning...well...today...will take a little extra effort..,.....