I just had a moment in the day where I wanted to know everything. From the purpose of life to who the light travelled between the tree branches at PUC through the thick fog, and why it shined golden rather than a lunar blue.
I wanted to know why the soles of my shoes wore so quickly, after concluding that it was the many stairs on campus that ravaged them, I wanted to know why there were so many stairs on campus.
It's those moments of innocuous curiosities that I probably am most thankful for this year.
I do have bigger questions, to why the world was made round and why I was placed on it. But the smaller things in life sufficed and I smiled for the first time in a long while. I smiled for myself, and for no one else, not even for Jesus. But that little bit of selfish bliss is what I feel is going to get me through everything.
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