The moment you stop worrying about success is when success will happen.
We have allowed the system to be so corrupted that many want justice to be "empathetic," not blind.
Why?
Why indeed. It was a sticky, impossible question and I didn't know how to answer it. How far back did I have to go to find the place where our roads diverged? How could I explain that sometimes a thousand little things added up to something so big it had the power to crush a relationship.
In the vacuum created by fear and ignorance and hunger and want, it's evil, not good, that rushes to fill the void.