I love everyone, and being decent is really looking like it's going to be my life's great work, the mountain I climb upon which the closer I get to the peak, the farther away it seems. My major accomplishments some days are not being rotten with people when I'm feeling mean, and trying to live by the golden rule.
No one seems to notice, and I question my motivations sometimes. Either way, it is my fight, and it is all I will ever know; trying to be a good man.