Immigrants

There is a population of people out there that no matter how much I want to understand, I won't because I am not them. Immigrants do the miraculous. Beyond all the struggle of a new language, a new culture, the daily struggle, immigrants do something else. They lower their expectations of what they had hoped to be down to what the world allows them to be. And they do that everyday.

Sometimes

you gotta feel worse
to feel better

and you gotta stop
and change direction
to move forward

Aloof

I keep trying
The white sky
The sound of cars
Making waves
In the rain filled streets
The cloudiness

Loss of social norms

that promote civility between men and women...?

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/14/health/14klas.html?em

I'm totally overwhelmed but it will be okay

I think writing happens when we need it to, it’s like a personal intervention

peace

Is knowing that the answers will come. They always do. Knowing that we are doing exactly what we should be doing. And we will get what we need, if not what we want.