October 16, 2011. Are our lives like this? So many words pushing out, wanting to be heard, and what rises? The biggest, the loudest, the brightest. Or can I endeavor to hear you no matter where you are? And if I see you, can I wade through all the noise to reach you and hear your voice? All those voices, all those statements, all that importance, but in the end it sifts down to the singular. Can I hear you when you are speaking to me and can I connect with your sorrow, your happiness, your worries - today, right now? I want to come through the layers to find you and understand you. Tomorrow I can reach another. Today belongs to where I am and with whom I am.
