clarity

I've been specifically interested in humans as a whole recently. What is it that makes us different? What is it that makes us the same? Upon trying to find things we all have in common, other than obvious anatomical features and the inevitable similarities, I've also stumbled upon one similarity: we're all waiting for something. Whether it be waiting for our favorite show to come on in an hour, for a phone call, for someone to come over, or even for it to be time to go home, we are all waiting for one thing or another.

My brain feels overcrowded with thoughts that are potentially good but they're refusing to come out. It's frustrating.

Confession: I feel myself slowly giving up on faith again.