The temptation is to become stone.
To give in to silence.
And stop caring.
Jackson Browne sang it best:
“I’m gonna be a happy idiot
And struggle for the legal tender
Where the ads take aim and lay their claim
To the heart and soul of the spender
And believe in whatever may lie
In those things that money can buy
Though true love could have been a contender
Are you there
Say a prayer
For the pretender
Who started out so young and strong
Only to surrender”
The temptation is to put on more armor.
But the world needs raw, exposed hearts.
If for no other reason than for the other raw, exposed hearts to know they’re not alone.