The Big Things.

Rorschach, 06.05.2016.

Today I realised how seldom people talk about the things that matter to them nowadays. The important things.
I was speaking to this guy I have known for more than a year, and today was the first time I came to know that he was three the first time he helped out his Dad, and four years old when he learned how to operate an embroidery machine.
It was then that I realised how weird it was that although we meet each other almost everyday and almost always have a conversational exchange, we do not know much about each other.
A part of me understands why people would do that, you have to protect your heart because there will be people that will stomp all over it, if given the chance, but the other half finds it so sad that out of all the people we meet and talk to, we never really get to know even one third of them.
That is why it is important to appreciate the people that let us see them and get to know a part of their souls because not a lot of people do that anymore.

To Watch Someone Else's Ugly.

'To watch someone else have their ugly turned into beautiful leaves us hopeful our turn is coming soon.' - Hannah Brencher

Hope prevails. See that is the beautiful thing about the human race, hope always prevails in us. This is what makes us stand out. Our belief that things will turn out for the best for us, that there will come a time when we will not be this miserable or lonely, where we will find love and happiness. 

It really is a beautiful sentiment. When all else fails, hope is what our puny little hearts cling to. You can discover awfully lot about a person by just asking them what they hope for in life. 

The one thing I always pray for (when I do pray) is that I always find the courage in myself to fight for my dreams and for what I believe in no matter how tough the going gets. I hope that even when things are going horribly wrong and there is not a drop of hope left in me, I hope that watching someone else make it might give me the strength to go after what I want, with the naive hope that maybe, just maybe, I too might make it one day.