Give Me Something to Believe In

Y'know, I was gonna do a long, bitchy rant about how angry I am with everything right now. Screw it. There's good in this world. Sometimes it's hard to see, but it's there. Maybe it's just when someone works at their job with a little extra care and attention. Maybe it's how someone will bake a good meal for people they love. Maybe it's when someone goes out of their way to help someone else. Maybe it's how this little old lady at my Church waits until everyone has been through the line before she gets her food, even though we should be serving her. We can't save the world, and half the time we can't even save each other, or even ourselves. But when we try, even just a little, that's when I can see the lights in our eyes. That's when I can see the soul and know that there's hope. Not neccessarily for a better tomorrow or a better world, or hell, even for an afterlife. No, what I see is hope that all of this, all the shit and dross, ultimately has some meaning.