All That Glitters
May 07, 2020
All that glitters and all that shines. Tell me, what could I possibly find? I can’t find anything that glitters and shines.
Just look around, and then you might just find something that glimmers. Each metallic wink is a precious memory, something positive about the world that manages to make the news and lift hearts. It certainly lifted mine.
I’m desperate for human interaction in a way that I wasn’t before. I wouldn’t be able to properly explain it, even if I tried. I just want to sprinkle some glitter over the world, and help those stories of kindness and cuteness spring to light. Did you know that a homeless pit bull had her puppies in the middle of a rainstorm, but the entire family was rescued safe and sound?
No, I doubt you did. Because these stories, of glimmers of hope, are being buried under the dirt. It’s getting harder and harder to see anything that glitters, because it’s impossible to know when the dirt will stop being dumped on top of the precious memories and feelings of happiness that humanity needs so desperately.
I don’t know how to make everyone see it. I am desperate, still wanting to find some remnants of the life that I knew. The pieces are small, barely large enough for even the sharpest eyes to see on their own. But maybe, just a little bit of illumination is needed to get things going.
After all...
With just a little bit of light, we can glimpse all that glitters. ✨
All that glitters and all that shines. Tell me, what could I possibly find? I can’t find anything that glitters and shines.
Just look around, and then you might just find something that glimmers. Each metallic wink is a precious memory, something positive about the world that manages to make the news and lift hearts. It certainly lifted mine.
I’m desperate for human interaction in a way that I wasn’t before. I wouldn’t be able to properly explain it, even if I tried. I just want to sprinkle some glitter over the world, and help those stories of kindness and cuteness spring to light. Did you know that a homeless pit bull had her puppies in the middle of a rainstorm, but the entire family was rescued safe and sound?
No, I doubt you did. Because these stories, of glimmers of hope, are being buried under the dirt. It’s getting harder and harder to see anything that glitters, because it’s impossible to know when the dirt will stop being dumped on top of the precious memories and feelings of happiness that humanity needs so desperately.
I don’t know how to make everyone see it. I am desperate, still wanting to find some remnants of the life that I knew. The pieces are small, barely large enough for even the sharpest eyes to see on their own. But maybe, just a little bit of illumination is needed to get things going.
After all...
With just a little bit of light, we can glimpse all that glitters. ✨
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