Someday it will be enough. Someday we will listen to each other's hearts and find out just how close we are. Someday the man in the high castle will have to come down and answer for what he's done.
Don't despair. The wind will change its course. Today I can offer you my shoulder to cry on, tomorrow you can offer yours to someone else.
Be to others that person who wasn't there for you, so the world doesn't need to cry anymore.
The world as of late seems like a mess. I guess I just wanted to share some hope.