at this moment in time joy is hard to find.

my heart is wrecked with political chaos, racial injustice, and personal trials.

am i the only person who feels guilty to have found a day where my mind is at peace when the world seems to be engulfed in flames?

people are literally being ripped from their families and gunned down in the streets. there are marches for freedom, for equality, to be heard and recognized as human….

every news story rocks me.

i haven’t developed that thick skin against the cruelty of mankind.