Sep 19, 2014 20:48
Well I do. For years I have thought and cared about people that I have met in my life that society in general would perhaps look past or maybe, in their bullshit fascist image-conscious world, even pity. Oftentimes its people I haven't even met formally.
Like this couple that I see sometimes on my way into town. Obviously married and supported by our beautiful welfare state, for it seems that they are unable to work going on the times I have seen them. They seem happy enough, lost in each others' words as they slowly stroll back from shopping. They don't even know that it fills my heart with joy when I smile to them and they smile back. Or that I think about them often. But I know. That's enough for me.
Its not even a "championing of the underdog" thing. That would presume that there is some inevitable victory to come, and maybe there isn't. What I do know is that these wonderful people have had a seismic impact upon my life far beyond what the so-called "super-sorted" people I have met could ever fucking hope for.
I wish them every happiness, even at the expense of my own. I hope they find joy in their lives because they deserve every ounce of it.
life,
stuff,
hope,
comfort