I’m in a constant reverie that every human being I’ve been acquainted with is ultimately of good character, as it encourages life to be more mellifluous. However, it is my own Utopian view, and may seem rather puerile for most. Albeit seemingly random, this thought is apropos of a repetitive situation that has led to my increasing misanthropy, of which I detest yet cannot separate from.
Sighs.
To witness, or even know of such surreptitious and vulpine behavior is extremely enervating. Period.
"Open your eyes and see what you can with them before they close forever." 