A Small Digression (dont' care if I spelt it wrong)

(Sigh)
met with my beautiful friend B. today. Such a wonderful sweet soul. Waited so long for what her dreams now finally realize. For everyone it's different I'm sure, some look for jobs, some simple joy. Some reach for stars to wake up in gutters, some reach into the dirt and help sweet souls. All of us staring into blackness trying to reach and achieve these dreams, these purposes for which we bleed, breathe. I think of how comfortable I am now, in bed, this amazing technology that allows me to write my thoughts into oblivion, and there are men across the world, wind scorching their faces, smoke and sulfur in the air, wondering where the next blast will be and, if they'll suffer the fate of their fallen friends. And jungles, in a lost but found place, unseen, but observed by the careful watchful eye of our constant Gardener. He prunes and tends to us, little hero's, little songs, knowing our dreams, feeling our sadness at life and caring enough to love us anyway. I know I digress, it's this constant stress that motivates me for learning and understanding more of what I can be, and looking forward to my dreams which will soon come to pass...
Till then my beloved friends --
A.