This prompt asks for ten minutes of free-writing, so here we go.
I wish love alone could save everyone, and everyone was able to see the beauty and value within. I guess this is been an issue with me with a couple people lately, I can see the good in them that they can’t. I’m not strong enough or capable of fixing their problems for them. A major lesson for me in the last few years is that no one else can save you, and you can’t save anyone else, either.
I know this is true, but it still hurts. I can’t complain too much about my own life at the moment, my material needs are taken care of, I have something to do that will benefit me in the future, and even though I’m not working at the moment I’m capable of staying busy. School, this blog, exercise, reading, and finding new media take up most of my time right now, and I’m appreciative of being able to run away from the world for a while.
I’m happy and content in a lot of ways, but human fallibility and mortality are something that’s on my mind a lot lately. I used to think of my body as unbreakable, and able to tolerate any kind of abuse, but obviously, with the broken leg and other issues, I just feel a bit old and worn out. I’m not even 30 yet, I can turn a lot of this around, and I’m aware it’s more of a feeling of “psychological” oldness than anything else.
If I had one wish, I’d wish that all beings could be at peace.