People

Sometimes I wonder about people.

For example, today I read the back and forth conversations between a few liberals and a few conservatives. It was really depressing.

And on the plane ride back from Connecticut, I sat between two people who kept up a steady complaint about how terrible the trip was. (Granted, it took two hours just to get off of the ground, so I'll give them that.

How can the world be so full of people like this?

Yet even so, I still liked those two people on the plane. They were pretty okay.
And I still understood (some) of the reasoning behind the complaints these liberals and conservatives were making.

And today I had a chance to go to a YouTube gathering, and hang out with a bunch of people who were just completely shiny.

And everyday I have friends who understand me and give me a helping hand, a friendly shoulder, and a big (metaphorical) hug every day.

I guess... I guess the world is just full of thoughts that make it worse than before, and populated by people who make it better.