Many things matter, and even a few things have an even deeper meaning, but so much is subjective, and thus, personal in that it's hard to express across friendships, families, and even those within whom, we have connection.
Rain(s): and the grass grows, and the earth knows, and often, that's enough.
Pain(s): and the body shows, and the insurance flows, and we're healed!
Often though, outside of rhyme and reason, many struggle in silence, and in that, I'm always left to wonder why we need class, caste, division, religion, and hate.
But, that's for another day.
Thursday!
Make the most of it...
