I think about everything. Too much, too often at times: it’s definitely arguable. But I am indelibly fascinated with human nature, society, and the world at large. My gears tend to grind when something has fallen far short of my expectations. True to the form of the very human nature that intrigues me, it seems to be endlessly easier to communicate thoughts of anger or disgust than it is to capture the joy of a pleasant surprise, or something that makes you laugh hysterically.
That said, I’m still a person who has a profound appreciation for the little things, and a pesky habit of seeking out the silver lining. And while I’m also someone who is disappointed far more often than not, I welcome the rare instances when my lofty expectations can be humbled by the beauty of a moment that sends them packing. But whatever the case, I muse on the topic of life.
It's all part of the white hot mess behind my eyes.
