in danger of hope
we resolve not to question
the dream of all dreams
I live in Florida, so if you live in the States (or follow American politics) then you’ll understand my mood this morning. Careening between anger and despair. Trying to find hope by either looking closer to home (I’m proud of my community) or beyond the confines of this ridiculously racist state as a whole. But it’s tough.
Was I stupid to be hopeful?
Thanks to following for their photo and word inspiration even if everything was filtered through my dark mood!