I Have To Say Something, Even Though I Have No Idea What To Say

Hello!

Hope you had lovely weekends.

I am going to start by saying I am not 100% sure what this post is going to be about. I don't know what to say about the world at the moment, I don't have any of the answers. The world sucks, I wake up and if my BBC News app goes off, there is a sense of dread to what I am going to be looking at next.

But last night something kind of magical happened.

The One Love Manchester concert happened.

And whilst the world hasn't changed, our terror level is still at severe, tragedy happened in London which is a city that is so close to my heart, there are people facing levels of hurt that you hope to never get to, the concert really made me feel one thing.

Love. 

Is. 

Always. 

Present. 

And that is no small feat. All you need is the glimmer of hope and suddenly, day by day, you get through this. I do feel angry and upset and anxious. But love is my glimmer of hope. I will live my life by it and I will refuse to become cynical.

I am angry, and there is no way I will be getting rid of my anger any time soon, but I am complex, and as long as there is a glimmer of light at the end of my mental tunnel, then I will get up and do my damn best to be the best person I can be.

I am not a writer, and these are just my confused thoughts on a Monday morning, but I had to say something, even though I had no idea what I wanted to say.