Wanting to care for someone so much you cry in the car on your way to work.
When a colleague told me she cries here and there and in her car and at random times I found it hard to associate with, imagine or feel.
Now I experience it too.
I play a song I want to hear like London Grammar - Strong and suddenly feel the weight of loneliness when it says I've never been so 'lone.
Oh sorry - it actually says I've never been so wrong.
If a child, a child cries, would you not forgive them?
g. I can't imagine being so wrong. Like with all compassion and intellect should come a very clean understanding of things. But how someone can be so wrong - is beyond me.
It's like coming from different dimensions.
Yet I met someone today who clearly was sent to come and tell me he has just come back from Australia and we've seen the same things. Last stop was Brazil because his wife is Brazilian. The place I was going to go after Australia. Strangeo to meet like that - and yet stranger to not be able to break down walls of people who for so long have convinced themselves that they are strong, right, better and further.
How much can you excuse.
All of it I guess.
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