There's not too many a day that goes by, when I don't find something beautiful in the world accompanied by it's own tragedy. I find that life can be pretty painful for a person such as myself, because we try so hard to show the oblivious that there flaws and imperfections are completely superficial. It bothers me to see people in pain, because I want to help everyone and everything, and to know that I can't makes me feel useless. Last night I felt uplifted, because a friend of mine was too drunk to drive home from a party, so I drove her truck home and walked back to my car from her place. Now I don't like to talk myself up, but maybe it's pride that made that long walk back to the party all worth the effort. Just to know that, you know, there are still good people out there in the world looking out for you when you least expect it and most deserve it.
