What a Wonderful World

Many people (myself included) often complain about how unfair and cruel the world is. While I think there are many valid points to this, I think I sit on the pessimistic side far too often, and in blind sadness, fail to see the beauty around us.  It’s kind of funny in a non-humorous way, people’s sadness. When we’re sad, we almost want to stay that way. We try our hardest not to be cheered up by others. It’s a frightening trend that I feel I find myself following far too often.

There are so many things in this world that have an almost magical quality to them, things that always amaze and astound me. These things such as a gust of wind, a field of clouds, and a cool autumn evening are things that I find so fascinating, as if every time I experience these things I am a small child experiencing them for the first time.  As I grow older and hopefully wiser, I hope this feeling of awe never leaves me.  I yearn to leave childhood behind, in its ignorance and immaturity, but the thing I cherish the most is wonderment.

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