May 13, 2012: Am I My Brother's Keeper?
Today, I saw my faith in a serene, beautiful way. I saw old acquaintances full of grace. I saw books with classic titles, full of wonderful ideas and words to change the world. Like Upton Sinclair and Harriet Beecher Stowe. Maybe someday my name would be up there. I saw beautiful parks and damp clouds. I saw the psychological inter-workings of Woody Allen and Sean Penn's musical transformation. I saw poverty in El Salvador, and my heart yearned to help - to help everywhere. I saw fat on my body and wished it would pinch off. I saw rain pound on my windshield and a quiet Starbucks. I saw my ex tell me wonderful things, and my heart beat too fast for my liking. I want to move to Paris in the 1920's, and live off soy cappuccinos and chocolate croissants, lovers and the loved, writers and the writing.