Too many bad things happen every day all around the world, and I’ve lain many a nights wishing I could do something, anything to help make the world a better place. But the terrible truth is that I can’t. I have no power to change the hate and violence that are becoming second nature to the world as a whole.
The only power I do have is to improve the lives I enter in contact with, which is why I want to be more light-hearted and joyous in spite of everything that’s going on. It’s necessary for my survival, otherwise the sheer weight of all the bad things would crush me, and that would help no one, least of all me.