Scenes from my real life

[jack_babalon]

I struggle to say something about this weekend. Having seen close friends shell-shocked, devastated and in pain. Yet also witnessing close friends dancing fiercely and drunk against the dark. To see their courage and imagination blossom almost defiantly. Their indefatigable compassion and talent shared without hesitation. Their raw strength from which their true beauty burns. I struggle to put this down not as a maudlin scar of what has happened, but rather in the hopes that by doing so I will remember their example when I get locked away in one of my black moods. In the meantime a wish for peace along with a nod of gratitude to my friends old and new