without the little things, nothign matters.

[forlewis]

Fall is dazzling. I often find myself completely disconnected from the life around me because I am staring at the auburn leaves fluttering down from the branches of the almost bare trees. I feel like one of those trees sometimes. There are days when I envy them, standing there majestically in the afternoon sun while I feel so small and close to the ground. Days when I feel despair for mankind and for the deepening feeling of hopelessness in my heart.

I don’t want to feel at all anymore. Please, God make it go away. Please.
Where will this end?