I woke up this morning and my first thoughts were:
I am reflecting on how tragedy changes our perspective on life, for better or worse, we let our emotions get the best of us sometimes. I'm thinking about standing in the club with a red bull & vodka in hand and seeing the people around me try and drown out their loneliness by indulging in whatever the can get their hands on. Recently I've seen riots on TV caused by a world championship and others caused by fear of tyranny. Some people are complete idiots, others are desperate. I'm thinking about the awesome church in Portland that found me. I like to question and learn and grown in faith. It's my freedom and my responsibility to question. People read my words and ask my friend if I'm OK. I smile and shake my head remembering judging those who "struggled" :). I look forward to the day when folks ask me how I'm feeling and perhaps we could have a good conversation over coffee or a beer. I've had some great conversation this summer so far and it's only 20 days into June. I look forward to many more great conversations. There were times this week when I have felt invincible, but that was foolishness.
All I'm focused on currently is:
Protesters have taken the streets of Los Angeles in support of the protesters dying in Iran. A man was just declared, "the REVOLUTION is here!"
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