let lemons be angry

There are misunderstandings and outings, near-car-crashes and pining for the past. There are losses, there are improvements, there is private space and the crossing of boundaries, there is the right choice or the grey choice, and there is love. There are surprises, good or bad, and there are points of pain so acute that they become our resting places. There is security in the worthless things, there is transience, there are peaks worth their transience. All these things we go through just to feel alive.

But the only thing that matters is being able to wake from our nightmares and sit in the dark with no fear, because we and God are friends again.