I hate the powers of darkness.
I loathe the forces of evil that push beautiful faces into the mud over and over again until they suffocate.
A part of me cannot, will not be happy until we are all safe at Home at last...
Last night was no exception. After a day loaded with blessings, I dropped in bed to claw through a block wall with my fingernails. And then I read a friend's blogpost.
Go read it. I couldn't write it nearly as well.