Small moments of serendipity find me occasionally.

Tonight, I had a broiling contention and perspective on humanity and a need to find words with which to share it. I tend to procrastinate before writing, to clean my room, read another’s words, make a phone call, watch tv… Anything but do what I intend, anything to put off something that I know will be good for me. I haven’t yet figured that one out.

In the midst of the procrastination, however, I ran across someone who stated it so eloquently, all I can do is point you in her direction. You’d best listen to the song too.

Here.