Begun with a desire for justice and that crazy feeling that comes from thinking you are the only one who sees the truth. But things evolve, including me.
In the last weeks, some truth has finally come to light, things will be changing. Am I sorry that I'm not there to see it happen? I don't think so, but I am glad, so glad.
Even in the grayest of days, there are others (the chickadees told me so).
