I see so much beauty in the world around me. I guess there's even beauty in the pain in some circumstances. But sometimes, lately, it's all seemed kind of dulled. I can see its there, but I haven't stopped to think about it. Maybe its a time thing. But I've been aware of all the shit and awfulness that people in the world go through recently; people close to me, and people I've never even met, occasionally even myself. I want to change it, something, but at the same time its so hard to think about.

I had a nightmare about something I was upset about last summer, the other night. It kind of caught me off guard. It still upsets me to think about it, but its one of those things you get used to.

Anyway, back to essay writing :)