After all that’s been said and done

You’re laying in bed at night, waking up the hour after the next. Life is a mess; from love and sorrow to loneliness and regret to happiness and ennui as we all just take on the task of living a life.

Sometimes life its easy, sometimes it’s not as easy as you hoped or sometimes maybe it’s not as difficult as you thought and your mind runs faster than you can think and it makes it hard to keep going on.

Someone somewhere is being born right now, and giving someone else they haven’t even met yet a reason to keep carrying on. Elsewhere, someone is making the choice to leave their mom, while another is trying to leave their mark. And yes, someone is young searching for love, but someone who dreads silence is sleeping alone again tonight.

What is this all for? What are we showing for ourselves? Is it worth all the parts of life? I suppose we find that out for ourselves as we go on. But, if this is it, then why even try in the first place? After all that's said and done, is there hope in knowing the answer or is it found in the questions we ask.

Maybe deep down we all wonder questions like this. Questions are the one things that has been helping me in writing my musical, and lately, I've been finding my own answers. I have to say, I'm thankful, for the past few blogs I've done, even if I don't do too good when it comes to my project class as a whole. I've been finding answers and hope to keep on having more questions, and put my hope in what I might find in my answers.