Twenty-twenty was not a good year for my soul….(or was it?)
I saw racial hatred that I knew intellectually was always there in my country, in my government, even in the place I worked.
I lost faith in the human race.
I lost faith in myself.
No, I haven’t regained my faith.
But I am healing, and I hope, I hope to heal right.
Life Raft In The Abyss 